Untouchable Werewolf Novel 소설 & 이야기

But Hailey couldn't remember what she dreamt about, she often had nightmares every night but when she woke up, the only thing she remembered was the fact that she had a dream, an unpleasant one but couldn't recall what the dreams were about. “It's… uh… I can't remember,” she replied, sitting up. Killian didn't like the way his mate looked at him, she looked at him like he was some stranger or a man that shouldn't be around her, whatever his destiny was he just couldn't understand it because how can his own destined mate treat him like this? Even if she couldn't feel the mating bond she would at least get comfortable around him or even be happy because this was the supreme leader of the Werew

**November 24, 2024** Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, Orion sat at a public park, watching the birds as they forage for old breadcrumbs while longing for his mate. He couldn't stop thinking about Alinta. He couldn't get over how graceful she was, her sweet smile when she waved at him while on the plane, her piercing emerald green eyes, full pink lips, and the way her red locks contrasted with her fair skin; she looked like a princess. He struggled to understand how he had been blessed with such a beautiful werewolf for a mate, especially since he didn’t even know who he was. For all he knew, he could be a terrible person who might hurt her once he regained his memories.

The sounds, the odors, the beat was too alive. And then, the man with the silver eyes stepped forward. I could kill him now. Tear his throat out. But I didn't. And worse, I didn't want to. Not yet. He crouched, studying me like a rare artifact in a museum. "No wolf has shifted since the moon disappeared," he murmured. "The bond was broken. But you..." He leaned in. "You broke the rule." I growled low in my throat. What do you mean?

His aura was undeniably dominant, a palpable force in the air, yet it seemed to visibly soften, almost melt, as his piercing eyes remained fixed solely on Margie. This lovely human, their oblivious Margie, was the werewolf's mate. That much they knew with a certainty that resonated through their own wolf instincts. A wave of surprise rippled through them. None of the three had ever heard of, let alone witnessed, a werewolf actually mated with a human. It was an anomaly, a breach of every known societal norm within their kind. The implications were staggering. Anna was the first to snap out of her stunned shock. With a deliberate clearing of her throat, she stepped forward, her voice surprisi

"You cannot defy him again." Her motherly, disapproving touch made me cringe and shrink. "If he can hurt you this badly for pleasure, just think of what he can do when his true intention is to hurt you," she said. When Damon came back later that evening, I was lying on the bed. I had just learned about the library's existence and was reading The Nature of the Beast, a novel about the history of werewolves. He hardly looked at me as he undressed in front of me, his cologne of cigarettes and alcohol returning. I made an effort to look away from his toned chest and the light brown hairs that adorned his ripped abdomen.

Gunfire erupts immediately, bullets tearing through the night. Sera and Dante burst through the back window. Sera's rust-colored wolf hits the ground first, immediately attacking the nearest hunter—her jaws close on his arm, making him drop his weapon. Dante's alpha wolf is right behind her, massive and deadly. He takes down two hunters before they can react, his supernatural speed overwhelming their human reflexes. But there are too many. For every hunter they take down, two more appear. Silver bullets whiz past Sera's head. One catches her shoulder, burning like fire. She yelps but keeps fighting.

COLE Mate! That was the only word that echoed in my head. I could never ignore it—the sizzling feeling when I touched her. It was electric. Almost frightening. But that was impossible, she was human. Clearly forbidden to me and my world, so it makes absolutely no sense how she ended up as my mate. I was a werewolf. The heir to my pack. It just makes sense to have a human mate. It all seemed bizarre to me and I knew my father would never accept it.

Alvar didn't answer. Because he already knew. The bond was screaming now. The bloodlust was everywhere. And standing in the center of it all was a creature he recognized immediately. His breath caught. "No." Grant stared. "What in the Goddess..." The wolf stood motionless beneath the moonlight. Massive. Monstrous. Its black fur seemed to swallow the light around it while crimson eyes glowed from the darkness. Blood covered nearly every inch of its body. Some of it belonged to the attackers. Some of it didn't.

Emily and Adam traveled through untamed wilderness, seeking out individuals who held the key to dismantling the barriers of prejudice and fear. Their first stop brought them to a secluded cabin nestled deep within the woods. Here, they found an elderly woman named Agatha, a wise and revered member of the werewolf community. She possessed ancient knowledge and a deep understanding of the human heart. Agatha welcomed Emily and Adam with open arms, recognizing their shared purpose. Under the guidance of Agatha, Emily, and Adam learned about the forgotten history, the untold stories of werewolves and humans coexisting harmoniously in times long past. They discovered that fear and mistrust had gr