The once familiar face contorted with uncontrollable anger, distorted by the primal instincts of her wolf form. She lunged forward, her razor-sharp teeth bared in a menacing display of aggression.Unbeknownst to Kendall, she faced a transformed Lya, one who had tapped into the depths of her newfound power. The past Lya, weak and unawakened, had long been left behind, replaced by Lyssa, a force to be reckoned with. "Lyssa, are you ready?" I asked Lyssa in my head, "It's game time."With a surge of determination, I unleashed my true form, my body morphing into a majestic wolf. The seamless transition showcased my strength and agility, as I harnessed the power that had lain dormant within me. As Kendall's wolf teeth sought their mark, my instincts kicked in, enabling me to swiftly evade the incoming attack.Seeing my wolf form, Kendall was so shocked that she even forgot to continue her attack.The exchange between Kendall and me, now in our formidable wolf forms, epitomized the battl

Lya's POVThe residual toxins from the snake venom made my brain less clear and I had some trouble telling if I was dreaming or not.Miguel's hand was on my breast and his other hand was restlessly reaching into my shirt and stroking my waist, his hand was hot and the heat emanating from it as it passed over my skin almost set me on fire.His tongue stirred in my mouth, seducing my tongue to tangle with his, and I felt my brain grow even foggier as the strong scent of hormones enveloped me, making me stifle small moans.I heard Miguel whisper a soft laugh as he took advantage of the gap between his lips and teeth to ask me, "Lya, you are enjoying this too aren't you?"Caught in the intoxicating whirlwind of sensations, my senses heightened, and I found myself incapable of forming a coherent response. The energy within me became singularly focused on the exquisite symphony created by his tender lips and skilled hands, rendering me unable to divert any attention elsewhere. With each ca

I stood with a mix of anticipation and apprehension in the opulent foyer of our pack's main estate, the marble floor cool and smooth beneath my feet. The expansive space was adorned with intricate tapestries that depicted the rich history of our lineage, their vibrant colors mirroring the depth of our traditions. The walls, adorned with ancestral portraits, whispered stories of past Alphas and the legacy they had built.Shafts of sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, casting ethereal patterns on the floor, as if illuminating the path that lay before me. The air held a sense of solemnity, carrying the weight of generations of Alphas who had stood in this very spot, preparing to shoulder the immense responsibilities of leading our pack.Every corner of the foyer exuded grandeur, from the intricately carved wooden banisters that framed the sweeping staircase to the chandeliers that hung from the ceiling, their crystalline brilliance scattering fragments of light across th

I walked down the dimly lit corridor, the soft glow of candlelight casting flickering shadows along the walls. Each step felt like an eternity as I approached Diana's chambers, the weight of my decision pressing heavily upon my shoulders. The scent of lavender lingered in the air, a delicate fragrance that seemed to heighten my senses, amplifying the significance of the impending conversation.As I reached the ornately carved wooden door, my hand trembled with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. I could feel the weight of the moment, knowing that this conversation would change the course of our lives forever. The polished surface of the door felt cool against my fingertips as I hesitated for a brief moment, my mind filled with doubts and second thoughts.Summoning every ounce of resolve within me, I took a deep breath, allowing the air to fill my lungs and steady my racing heart. With a determined exhale, I raised my hand and gently rapped my knuckles against the polished surface

Still, Phoebe was right, she couldn't remain untouched for the rest of her life and werewolves were known for their sexual appetite.There was nothing Diana loved more than a steady hand. With that thought at the forefront of her mind, she looked around the hall with new eyes.Instead of trying to stay hidden, she assessed the others to see if any would appeal to her or her not-so-demanding friend.As if hunting with her friend Phoebe opened up new perspectives, the pair shared a sly smile and circled the room with intent....Michel walked into the club straight to the manager's desk. A moment later Erick, his beta joined him.“We have a good crowd tonight. he said with justifiable pride. It was his beta's idea to convert the old bar into a safe ground for mating encounters. A brilliant idea that brought the pack surprisingly large profits.Michel nodded, patting him on the shoulder. “Our profits and memberships are skyrocketing, even with our strict restriction on entry.Humans and