Novel & Cerita Wolfish Erica Berry

he asked. “Correct,” she muttered sheepishly. Eric glanced back at the whiteboard before revealing a self-assured smile to us. “Use me.” Both Harper and I stared back at the man in total bewilderment. “What?” “What you need is practice, right? You’ve said you have been doing a lot of personal training with just yourself. But what you may need to start doing is working with others to figure out how to control their wolves. Practice your abilities on me.” The room fell silent. I’m sure all of us truly believed that Eric was either magnanimously generous to offer up his time and skills or simply insane.

The cabin creaked and groaned under the assault of the howling wind outside. I paced the worn wooden floor, my footsteps echoing in the silence. It had been three days since we brought Erica here, three days of agonizing wait. A soft moan from the bedroom stopped me in my tracks. I rushed to the door, my heart pounding. As I entered, I saw Erica stirring, her eyelids fluttering. "Erica?" I whispered, approaching the bed cautiously. Her eyes snapped open, wild and unfocused. She bolted upright, her gaze darting around the unfamiliar room before landing on me. "Leroi? Where... where are we?" Her voice was hoarse, confused. I sat on the edge of the bed, fighting the urge to pull her into my arm

The only risk is if Willow had already met with the enemy Alpha- Tobias, and informed him of the presence of our own witches. Too many ifs. Too much room for mistakes. Please, please let this work. We really need a win. The foot bursts open and Eric hurries in as well as some of his assistants. “Please, give way, I need to see what I am dealing with,” he says. “Who are you?!” one of the wolf squatting with snarls at him “Pack healer,” he snaps back. “Are you going to move? Or would you like your Alpha to bleed out on the floor?”

Leroi and his beta Robin were in the training ground, sparring with each other as the rest of the pack looked on in admiration. Leroi was known for his exceptional fighting skills and had earned the respect of everyone in the pack. Erica, however, was not interested in the sparring session. She sat on a bench, watching the two wolves fight. Erica had always felt like an outcast in the pack, never quite fitting in with the others.

Shadows shifted between the trunks. But nothing moved. Still, my skin crawled. My wolf kept lifting her head inside me. Sniffing. Growling softly. Warning me. Something is there. Something is watching. Something is following. “…and then he tried to flirt with me, can you imagine that!” Erica said, throwing her hands up. “Like, sir, you can’t even feel your left hand! This is not the time! I mean—Kira?” I blinked. “Hmm? Yeah, I’m listening.”

My attention got fixed back on Adam I cupped his right hand in my hands. I kept caressing it tenderly,as I wished he'll wake up already ********* RED_ I've come across a lot of she-wovles in my life. Ranging from the Omegas,the Beta's and even some Lunas. All were very slûtty and absolutely bitvhy But... Ericka. The amount of respect I hold for her is a lot. She's different from the rest. Am not talking about the fact that she's a human. Am talking about the fact that she lives with wolves

I was out of bed and running before I was fully awake. Kael was right behind me, his injured shoulder forgotten. We burst into Erica's room to find her thrashing in bed. Her eyes were open but unseeing. Glowing with the same ice-blue as the Tear. "What's happening?!" I grabbed her shoulders. "Erica!" She didn't respond. Her body convulsed. Silver light flickered across her skin—her wolf trying to emerge, but something was blocking it.

Erica stared at their linked fingers before mumbling, "That was not the only dream I saw" Xavier frowned, "What?" Erica gave a short nod before exhaling shakily, "I also dreamt of a black humongous wolf with onyx eyes". Xavier stiffened. Did she just describe Leikos?

“He didn’t touch me. He barely even comes home. You know that better than anyone. Otherwise, he would have caught you in his bed a long time ago.” “It’s best that he didn’t,” Eric said quietly. “If he had, I would have ripped his hand off.” In the mirror, I watched him lean down and press a kiss to the red mark. Then he bit down, hard enough to leave a darker one over it. “It hurts,” I whispered breathlessly. “Eric, are you a wolf?” Eric slowly lifted his head. Our eyes met in the mirror. “I might as well be one,” he said softly. “Because once a wolf chooses someone, that person belongs to him for the rest of his life.”

Ceri was staring at me intensely. "What's going on?" I looked at Derek. He shrugged, "It's your wolf being crazy, you want to tell her or should I?" I exhaled hard. "Gem, my wolf, thinks he should have two girls because the three of us have been friends for a long time. Celly found her mate and they are together but haven't announced yet. Ang and I were dating, but she doesn't want to talk to me because my wolf is a psycho. I need to apologize and convince her that she is the only girl for me and my wolf. I need to get my wolf on board. And I have no fucking clue how to do this."