The Beast of the Briar Woods

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while wolves are powerful, they work better when they're with their kind. Seeing a wolf pack in action was like watching a

n't just an Alpha. He was also dad. Unfortunately, being his dau

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e would have looked like and how she would've treated me if she were still alive. Ajack was too busy doting on his new Luna and his son to pay too much attention t

drama and being late to my duties. I would just end up getting into more trouble, and the other wolves already

ly on that a lot of the younger wolves loved to tug at my long hair. My eyes, which were a dark b

you are! Can you be any slower? The others are already gathering to patrol the wo

f was agitated, and I could feel the beast inside of me struggling to take over. I did my best to reign in that part of me. Wh

of the older wolf. I didn't want him to see the anger simmering inside

down on my arm and pulling me back as I passed by. I stared at the hand holding onto me, wishing t

gest wolves in the pack- that's why he led the patrols. My father trusted him to keep our territory safe. He was also two fe

et special treatment," Caleb snapped at me. "The Alpha doesn't care abou

going to the right side of his face. There was a beat of silence as we both processed what happened.

him. I had actua

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w, crashing through the glass and feeling the broken pieces scratch at my skin. As I hit the ground outside and continued to run, I heard a loud roar coming f

agine what they'd do to

ck, Caleb would be given the opportunity to take his revenge. He could do anything he wanted wi

At least the frustration pushed me to go f

control my emotions around other wolves. I didn't care that they picked on me, called me names, hit me

about my mother. She was probably better than all

n forever, Elara. I can smell your fear from a mile away,"

on the hunt. Their senses were locked in on me. I couldn't escape them. They would track me down until they had me cor

ther options at the moment, I

realized how the forest was changing. The trees seemed to be taller and thicker. There was barely any sunlight piercing through t

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ainst my ear drums, and I looked around in confusion. Suddenly, the forest seemed to be shrinking in on me, and I

in a dark robe stood before me, her features shrouded in shadows. Her long, white

werewolf. Someone from another pack wouldn't stray too close to our borders and an Omega d

and even my teeth began to grow longer in my mouth. Finally, the woman pulled back her robe and smiled a

. Maybe she was just some crazy lady in the woods. Maybe she got lost

ared to be in her late sixties or early seventies. She definitely did not look like sh

saw the uncertainty in my eyes, she smirked again. "Yes, I know who you are,

om," a voice whispered from behind my ear. I whirled around to find her stan

he sharp teeth, I still felt like the prey as she continued to look at me with her shrewd, grey eyes. It was as though she could dec

e strong enough on your own," she c

tely confused now. "How do

shaking her head. "But I understand. W

r me. The woman followed my line of sight and shook her head. "Don't wor

ping her own secrets, the old woman walked towards