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I nodded, pushed myself up on my injured ankle, and limped toward the door. At the threshold, I stopped and looked back. "Thank you, Alpha Adrian." He didn't look up, but the tips of his ears flushed an unmistakable red. "Get some rest. The room next door with the private bathroom—that's yours," he said, his voice a half-step rougher than usual. I closed the door. But I didn't go to bed. I sat down at the desk and opened the laptop Adrian had left for me. I logged into Howl—the largest anonymous forum in the entire North American werewolf community. It was the central hub where packs exchanged intel: Alpha updates, mating disputes, even territory gossip.

Tarrin stared at Linux before saying, “You’re fucking kidding me, right? My best friend tells me to live with it. What the hell, Linux?” “Sorry, but unless there’s some kind of miracle werewolf cure, you’re stuck with him, it. The positive thing is you’ll live a long life! And now that it, the wolf, is stronger, you may exhibit more characteristics, hopefully just the positive ones, though,” Linux replied, flinching, worried Tarrin was going to smack him for the news. He didn’t even want to think about what the adverse side effects were after Linux said that. “Yeah, great. I’m a freak of nature,” Tarrin replied, unhooking himself.

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

Rosie muttered Jacob growled while taking a sigh and looking at Ronald, who is lying there in his wolf form, before turning towards me. He looked into my eyes—he is huge, even in wolf form. Yes, I am not afraid of him anymore. "I am proud of you; don't lose your temper!" I muttered, rubbing my fingers on his soft skin. He is pure black—his wolf is associated with strength, mystery, and power. A black werewolf may be portrayed as a fierce and majestic creature, feared and respected by all who encounter it eyes are fierce while he is in his wolf form. Yellow is like the warrior and beautiful as hell.

In a palace deep in the jungle in Oklahoma, lived a large clan of werewolves. The king of the palace is Joe Allan Anderson, who has a wife and two children, a boy and a girl. The whole clan lived apart from humans. Joe loves his wife and children very much. Life is peaceful and warm. Joe's eldest son, Jake Allan Anderson, is a smart, energetic, mischievous kid. Later, Jake will inherit the werewolf family. Although living separately from humans, Jake is always curious about how people's lives are? So one day, he went to the human realm alone.

He simply landed on the bed in two lightning-fast jumps literally a couple of centimeters from me. She gasped in surprise and tried to move away. “I don’t advise you to move at all now,” Yang said with a hoarse growl. Such an immense fire of incomprehensible origin raged in the black eyes that I did not even think to be insolent in response again. — Are you taking any medications? The werewolf surprised me once again. Since I am a wrong, but still a werewolf, I am not deprived of regeneration, and from this I concluded that he is interested in the only type of drugs that I might need, due to my peculiarity.

However, I heard the same voice once more. "Devon, come with me." I didn't hesitate and began following the voice. When I arrived in the forest, it reminded me of my nightmares. The thing that stunned me the most and caused my heart to stop for a few seconds was seeing the same dead cat pacing around in a circle under a tree and staring at me. I'm not sure how that cat got in here. Then, from behind me, came a hissing voice. As I spun around, my heart pounded in my chest. There was the same golden Werewolf. The Werewolf was moving towards me as I quickly took a few steps back. Though I was terrified as my worst dread came true, I summoned all of my courage and began running away from the Wer

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

"Lycans? You interested in werewolves?" "Not really. More like browsing, seeing what's out there. I saw Viktor book and got curious. This website, Lycan Links, seems pretty legit. They list fictional stories, have a whole 'myths and facts' section, even FAQs." I snorted, pointing at the screen. "Look at this! They have sections to help werewolves find jobs, doctors, you name it. Of course, I can't access most of it since my werewolf application is still pending." Beth squinted at the page. "You didn't actually fill it out with all your real info, did you?"

Even if I had to wait until after I left the pack. Going back up to my room, I set to work on doing some research. I had asked Tate if there was any type of way I could access information on other packs or even just the werewolf community. He showed me a platform that was separate from humans but had pretty much all the information about werewolves I would possibly need. Apparently, our kind had our own server so we can keep up with what is happening around the different parts of the world. There were even some news reports about major events and even a chat room for werewolves. I didn’t think it would have been this convenient.