Untouchable Werewolf Novel の小説・ストーリー

For the past three months, he has been trying his best to cheer me up in one way or the other. Even with his tight and heavy schedule, he always finds time to visit me two or more times a day. Though we'd kissed numerous times, I make sure not to keep up to that strange and unknown feeling that disturbs me. I returned to the table and sat down on the chair in front of it. I switched on the lamp so I could continue from where I stopped where I was reading. I smiled as my gaze landed on the paragraph where I stopped in such an interesting story. It's a werewolf story titled The Alpha's Revenge written by mystic writes. It's available in Goodnovel alone.

But with what had happened, I have every reason to trust her words. I took her hands in mine and squeezed them softly. “Aunt, I know how worried you are about me, but I want to let you know that I'm fine. I promise.” “Tell me, child, did you experience anything unusual about your wolf?” My aunt persisted with the question. Something unusual? I quickly recalled what actually happened. Just then, I remembered my wolf telling me about not being an omega. That was a statement that still made me feel something was missing. I gazed at my aunt, wondering if it would be a good idea to tell her what I really experienced with my wolf.

He felt an overwhelming sense of rage and disgust at the dubious nature of this pack. "Well, I changed my mind pup, I won't kill the rest of you, but your Alpha must die. You can as well join him in getting killed if you want". His beta launches for the Alpha but him and Hunter immediately block his imminent attack on their Alpha, they each take hold of the beta's arm and rip them from his body. He growls loudly in pain and slumps. They are immediately surrounded by angry snarling wolves and they each give themselves knowing looks of fighting till the end.

I fisted my hands together, rage building up within me as I waited for his explanation. “You do not have a wolf so that makes you a human. As an Alpha, I cannot mate with a human. I need a Luna who would be my strength and not my weakness. So I, Alpha Alessandro Adler, of the Silver moon pack, reject Levana McKenna as my mate.” I felt hot all over. For a second I couldn't breathe. I felt like someone was choking me up…and at that moment I knew I lost. Before I could even ponder on what happened, a hot slap shot across my face and it was from a lady, I had seen her with the Alpha twice but I don't know who she is.

Honestly, as I looked around the room, if you took away the performers, it reminded me of the rut scenes from Lisa Ladew’s One True Mate series. Yes, I read smutty shifter romance. Blame Uncle Alex! He’s the one who reads those books, even before he knew Aurelia was a werewolf. I picked them up because it is entertaining to see all the various takes on the reality we live in as humans in the supernatural world. We have a shifter smut book club. Uncle Alex started it, and it expanded over the years. Even members from the Sicilian packs are involved, like Zoe and André.

“Right. I almost forgot that you’re a werewolf. And a part of you forgot to mention that before you shoved your wolf dick inside me.” He didn’t flinch…. Asshole. “I didn’t think it was relevant,” he said, stepping closer. He lifted his hand and brushed the back of it across my forehead, like he was checking my temperature. And even now… I felt a spark, like electricity under his touch. I closed my eyes without thinking as my breath hitched, shamefully so. “You still react like that when I touch you?” he murmured, leaning in until I could taste his breath. I opened my eyes to meet his hungry gaze but before I could say anything, the door creaked open. A woman walked in wearing lingerie, and h

Carson walked out of the library. The book I was reading wasn't going to help, at least it didn't seem like there was anything in it that would help Celly. It was interesting though. I kept reading. I was hoping to stumble across anything that might help Celly with her wolf. I didn't understand how her wolf could be so hateful to Celly. How could her wolf want to push Carson and Eckley away? How could her wolf not want to shift? Why does her wolf not want to search for her name? Why does her wolf insist on making Celly miserable? I have so many questions and I don't want to be rude to Celly or Carson but Goddess what the fuck?

I step away toward the front register, pull out my phone, and immediately open the secure group chat with my brother and the future pack leaders. **************************SMS: Future Alpha Fenris, Beta Silas, Gamma Valerius, and Leila********************** Leila: Hey guys, hope I'm not disrupting class. A young lady just came into my shop, and I didn't realize it until I was measuring her, but I think she's an unawakened werewolf. I don't recognize her scent, it’s very faint, and I'm pretty sure she has no idea what I am. Silas: Thanks for the heads-up, sis. I got a faint whiff of an unfamiliar wolf in my Organic Chemistry class earlier. We’re already looking into it.

I settled into a quiet corner, hoping to lose myself in the story. The book started like any other werewolf novel, talking about full moons and shifting. But then, I turned the page and my breath caught. There was a picture. Not the usual handsome man turning into a wolf, this was different. This wolf was massive with glowing red eyes and thick, dark fur. The caption underneath read, “Cursed Alphas.” It looked… powerful. Intimidating.

“I know, my beloved mate. Come, let me carry you. I will take you to somewhere safe.” “Nowhere is safe here, Danshak. Look around you, look at the madness surrounding us. We are doomed!” “No, my love. We are not doomed. The Prime Alpha is still alive, so there is yet hope. Stay with me.” Erin wanted to believe his words so badly but the reality around them was so bleak and so hopeless. She managed to gingerly get up to a sitting position on her hind legs with his help, and as she lifted her head, she saw a sight that terrified her. The white werewolf on the hill was no longer howling, but instead, it was looking directly at the battleground with glowing eyes. Its sight was trained on the Pri