Abigail Wolf 소설 & 이야기

This was need. She followed him inside the café. She sat down and watched. Selene came back the next day. And the next. She tried to tell herself it was just boredom. Just... curiosity. But it wasn’t. Every part of her — wolf and woman — wanted him. Not to kill. Not to eat. Not even to fuck. Not only to fuck. To possess.

She shuffled through the notes and found the one with his numbers on it. She brought out her phone and quickly copied the number before storing bit safely among her contacts. She shrugged her shoulders as she walked back to the counter. She had just settled down when she sensed Jackson behind her. Jackson had heard the ladies discussion about how Lucia had given Roberto a cold shoulder and how she had claimed to have heard everything they were discussing a out her. He had merely smiled at their ignorance. They never knew that Lucia here was a powerful witch cum wolf who had the power and ability to destroy them with just a thought in her heart.

And the wolf remained silent, lowering his muzzle. - I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I'm leaving, not tomorrow, so the day after tomorrow, - the wolf threw up his muzzle, - I came to say goodbye to my aunt. I'll pack up in Laramie and leave Wyoming. I was offered a postgraduate position at the University of Maryland. This is the other end of the country, I don’t know if I will ever return here, - the beast seemed to be dissatisfied with my words, he bristled and expressed his indignation with a roar, - Don’t growl at me, beast! I shushed him and he obeyed. Oh, just don't need those puppy eyes! - We have different roads with you, it's hard for me to imagine what you feel, but I don't feel anythi

" Dr.Bill Carson shouted at her, he was unable to control his anger. Abigail stood there without opening her mouth. Abigail Grace was a junior Edaphology Scientist in Vasily Vasil'evich Dokuchaev Research center at Saint Petersburg in the Country Calista. And also the mysterious CEO of AG Agro Groups Pvt. Ltd. But no one knew about her being the CEO of the aforementioned company. She didn't reveal it since she wanted to live a normal life and not the busy CEO's life.

Safe didn't hear the clacking of heels approaching her not when it stopped. “It's you, isn't it?” Abigail raised her head to meet a woman wearing an offensive amount of lipstick and a frown. She didn't know her. But she was popular now, after annoying the entire pure wolf community. “Alpha Ethan is not around,” she replied, ignoring the woman's attitude. “If you'll kindly drop your —” “I'm not here to see Ethan,” the woman said, cutting her off. “I saw Ethan all weekend and this morning.” Of course, Abigail thought.

As I struggled to silence my wolf, Abigail's voice interrupted my thoughts. "You can't end your wolf spirit. No one can," she said firmly. "You can't play with nature, child." My hands trembled, but I forced myself to meet her gaze. "Then do something to remove her. I hate myself for what I am. If my family had been normal, we would've survived. But because of this... this curse, I lost them all. My pack, my parents... my entire world was burned to the ground by other werewolves." My voice cracked as hot tears rolled down my cheeks. "I don't want to be part of this. I want it gone." Abigail studied me for a moment before sighing. "Fine. I can't destroy your wolf spirit, but I can put a spell

I was the only wolf left on Earth. My phone buzzed in the silence. ONE NEW MESSAGE: PRIVATE. I grabbed it with a shaking hand. Legacy confirmed, Ethan. See you at the funeral. —Dad I looked at Caleb’s cold face. I looked at the red smear on my palm. The wolf inside me didn't growl. It howled. I stood up. I didn't wipe the snot. I didn't fix my suit. I walked to the elevator. The doors opened. Abigail Moore was standing there. She wasn't wearing a suit. She was wearing tactical gear. And she was holding a silver-tipped spear.

“So what color is your wolf anyway?” I blinked. “Huh?” “Your wolf,” she said impatiently. “When you shifted, what color was it?” I shrugged. “Dunno. It was dark. Didn’t exactly stop to check myself out in a mirror…yours?” She shrugged. “Well, this is just unacceptable.” Abigail sat up straight, determination lighting her eyes. “We should check. Right now.” I immediately recoiled. “Yeah, no. Absolutely not.” “Oh, come on,” she whined. “We’re safe! No one’s around! Mom and Dad aren’t even home! And Miles it too busy snacking in the kitchen! It’s not liek your some ran away still. At least alone.” She winked.

ELARA’S P.O.V. My wolf stiffened instantly, a low growl ripped from my chest before I could stop it as I laid my eyes on them. Lucien sat behind his massive desk. His shoulders were tense, his jaw tight. Perched right beside him, practically draped across the polished wood as if she belonged there, was Abigail. Her long legs were crossed, and she was leaning slightly to the side with one hand flat on his desk right in front of him, blocking him from working, and putting her breasts in his face.