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Three-inch-long claws ripped into his shoulder and back as the heavy-ass weight of a fully grown male propelled him into the thick base of an oak tree. Xavier hissed through his teeth at the searing pain of his flesh shredding as the male reared back, preparing for another lunge. As he rose to his full height, he let out a gut-wrenching bellow filled with such rage it shook Xavier far harder than any wound. He watched on in morbid fascination as the Wolfman’s howl cut off mid-shriek as a bullet cut through the center of his skull. A large body dropped from the tree above him, landing in a crouch before springing back to his feet to offer him a hand. Xavier shook off the lingering unsettling

His vision turned white totally and he passed out. The black lycan noticed Xavier on the ground, looking lifeless. She thought he had been killed. Momentarily distracted, she let out a loud roar and bounded over to where he lay, knocking out the men who still shot her with weapons. She finally noticed the new group of men that had appeared around them, and before she could make a move to defend herself, she felt the prick of a needle.

' 'Shut up, you're nothing but a feral, perverted beast who specialises in killing people. 'I beg to differ...I kill people who deserve to be killed...a quickie would be enough to repay me for always saving your f*cking life.' 'A quickie?' 'Yes a quickie...f*ck her hard and fast...we don't have enough time.' Out of all the people in the world, Xavier never expected to get ordered around by his wolf.🤕 **** *** A/N// Took me the whole morning...damn crappy chapter!🤕

Damon rubbed his eyes and sighed. "Xavier wants him to submit, Violet, and intends on fighting him until he does. It is going to get very ugly since they both are stubborn fools," he growled solemnly and I inhaled deeply. I waved goodbye to him and closed my eyes, appearing before my mate and son yelling curses at one another. Noah, Jaxon, and Ashton were standing around watching the argument and I scowled at them all. I could feel my son's Alpha rolling off of him and started to growl threateningly. I wasn't aware that my form was starting to glow as I went to stand before my husband. Xavier's eyes fell on me and he shifted into his white Lycan trying to intimidate me. I grinned slightly an

Rather than the blood loss, it was usually the horrendous injuries they inflicted that killed their victims. New vampyre. A fledgling. As soon as the thought rolled through his head, Xavier knew who had done this. “Find him,” he ordered the wolves crowded in the doorway, knowing they’d pick up the scent of vampyre as easily as he had. “Bring him to me. I don’t care if you have to go through their fucking vampyre lord to do it. No-one touches my woman.” They nodded and disappeared, leaving Xavier with his dying lover in his arms. His throat thickened with tears as he gathered her closer, cradling her in his lap.

The man struggles against Alpha Xavier's powerful grip, gasping for breath as his face turns a shade of red. I watch in shock, torn between wanting to intervene and knowing that it's a battle I can't fight. Alpha Xavier is in his element, his strength and dominance on full display. The man's desperation grows, and he manages to break free from Alpha Xavier's hold, stumbling backward. As the man shifts into his wolf form, my shock deepens. The situation has taken an even more dangerous turn, and I feel a mixture of fear and helplessness wash over me. Alpha Xavier, however, remains firm. He, too, shifts into his powerful wolf form, his muscles rippling with strength and his fur bristling in a

~Lyra's POV~ “Hmmmmmmph Xavier... Fuck me already.” The words slipped from my lips in a breathless plea, my body still trembling from the intense climax. The bond between us burned hotter than ever, our wolves pressing close to the surface, their howls echoing in my mind as they urged full connection. Xavier’s eyes met mine, dark with primal desire and deep love, the bond pulsing with shared need that made every heartbeat feel synchronized.

“I am not scared of death. Living with the pack, I have seen more people die than any of the doctors in the world. Why do you think my parents sent me this far to study? Living in the pack might bring unity, but it also lures enemies.” At least you have a pack. “Anyway, let’s leave this serious topic aside and go back to the talk most important at hand. Liam.” “I don’t understand you Zay, we are werewolves. We don’t love, we mate. It’s destined for us. So it’s completely useless for one to try and be in a relationship with someone and not end up being each other’s mate. It waste of all the feelings you invest in that person. You are writing your own story of a tragic and heartbreaking ending

Embarrassed, Skylar just smiled shyly. "Yeah, I think he'll come as soon as he can. But first Vixel needs to explain to him what happened and the surveillance and manhunt they started goes down a whole little bit. So you may have to wait several days." Lyra got up from the bed where she sat next to Skylar. "Take the opportunity to recover, you need to regain your strength. And happy to have met you, Skylar the werewolf." "Glad to meet you and thank you for getting to know you Lyra the lycan."