Smoke and Mirrors Book One

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ier besides the Black Lake that gave their pack its name as its waters were rumoured to be poisonous and killed any descendent of Man who tried to cr

nap the neck of each messenger that came. My thirst for that wolf's blood was the only thing that remin

y found a trail within minutes, but it soon turned cold. It was the first of many as lead afte

the thought of it, I could not wait till I got my hands on him. Death would be a much-welcomed choice to what I was going to do to

ve an hour'

en. I would not stand for another fa

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time. We sped up as the scent got stronger, I sneezed. I smelled the scent of jasmine flowers after the rain and I liked it, it was

into view, it was running right in front of us and with closer inspect

he colour of power to us wolves and was usually an indicator that this child would be a strong warrior in the future as the darker the colo

arge

I will catch that wolf and I will end the Blackwater bloodline to

is size. I growled as I caught up and used my canines to bite his leg and pulled causing him to lose balance and crash to the ground, the chil

is mine! Gra

my legs to keep him where he was, he growled at me before throwing me off with a surprising amount of force. We gnashed our teeth as we circled each other, each sizing the other up. Cur

now,

most derogatory name a wolf could be called. The wolf gave me one last growl as he shifted. My eyes widened by a

that Ryder has kept

a nerve. I surveyed her closer. Her body was marred with scars of different ages, some were just faint white lines that

rything, but I need you to answer me no

bed her wrist and looked into those dark irises that for some reason now reminde

nt of me looked even more horrified before looking at the hand that grab

ou, after all, are my one true love, tell me where the Head Wa

ace remained unchanged as she used this distraction to yank her hand out of my grasp

am the one that murdered your men,

lips, it was almost adorable the way she tried

nder in the last hundred years and there h

hey got themselves killed months into their service, highlighting women's incapability to lead. She scoffed at me, glaring at me in disgust before rubbing away the

using me to stumble backwards. I had barely enough time to get my bearings before another punch hit home o

ou dare

plied enough force to hear a snap, her body tensed but surprising enough, no scream. I looked down expecting to at least see tears in her eyes, instead, they were full of defiance, the same defiance that her Generals showed me right before I killed them. I snarled in frustration bef

ates must be cruel to make me your mate, the physical pain you feel now is nothing compared to what I am

ster's dead body. Let me be clear with you here and now, I am not the type of girl who is going to do her best to find the good in you, who brainwashes herse

cted her with diluted silver, causing her to lose consciousness and limply fall into

nt, darling. After all,