Nora_Star

[COMPLETE] [MATURE CONTENT] [WEREWOLF X VAMPIRE]
High-school student Theodor Turner, always too popular for his own good, starts a new life in snowy Alaska after losing both his parents. Then he meets Elizabeth King, a beautiful but cold teen who is about to uncover Theodor’s true identity and the reality of the world he lives in. Elizabeth is a pureblood vampire who dreams of changing her fate, and Theodor, who feels betrayed by the closest people around him, has to see how deep the rabbit hole takes him as he enters into a complicated relationship with his cold soulmate, and his werewolf betrothed.

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Images of Sophia shivering between my arms came into my vision. I squeezed my eyes shut. Glad no one around here could see that.

I missed her.

My eyes drifted left and right, the energy... that warm energy that swirled in my chest when I realized that I was about to see her was a familiar one now.

It became familiar after the night we spent together.

I took wider strides along the lawn to the side of the packhouse now, we were probably the last to arrive and I wasn't sure if it was intentional. I could detect their presence coming from the rear.

Many, many Alphas.

But I was eager to see one before I gathered up the information that they would be willing to share with me.

I was a pureblood after all.

No.

This wasn't the correct way of thinking. I was a coveted monster. They wanted me on their side — All of them.

I had to keep that in mind.

Herbert was closely following me as I led the way inside the place I never walked through before. As soon as I came into their view, all eyes were on me.

Great.

The Alphas of the Northwest were standing around in a loose circle, I counted around twenty of them.

Could there be this many packs in the Northwest alone?

They were dressed in suits, mostly black. My navy one stood out. But my Rolex didn't.

Someone else stood out as well.

She was standing in the middle of the loose circle, her father had a protective arm around her waist. She was talking to my brother and the other guy whose wolf was silver.

I needed to get his name and memorize it at one point.

Her aura, a lot like my brother's, was a brilliant red now. But I could easily ignore that, just the way she was easily ignoring me.

She could ignore me all she wanted, I wasn't done looking at her back in that dress.

The dress was backless. There was only a… crisscross something I couldn't name that held the dress around her neck. She had her hair tied up instead of leaving it down to provide some coverage.

The dress looked as if it would feel silky to the touch.

I was planning on finding out soon. It was burning red too. And I thought pink was her favorite color…

Was she planning on looking this provocative each time I saw her? Did I have to be that guy who talked about these things with his girlfriend?

When all of the men around her started looking at me. Her neck hung down a bit, surrendering.

That's right, now look at me too.

She adjusted her posture, and amongst all the beating of the werewolves' hearts, I could swear I heard hers fluttering as she turned sinfully slow.

She looked like a sin on two legs.

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Two bonds, no NTR.
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My Cold Sweetheart

That was how long it took two warriors to kill a rogue before the sound of ripping limbs apart followed.


Thirty seconds above the first ones, and the rogue would turn into shreds.


... This was by far, the bloodiest thing I've ever seen.


I tried to determine who had the upper hand but I couldn't.


The rogues were ruthless, they always attacked in groups of threes and fours. Every last one of them fought like a Beta. While the one pack had a variety of strengths, strategically placed, attacking based on pre-well-planned war tactics. Unlike rogues, werewolves were vindictive and protective of their families and lands. While my brother's soldiers fought for their survival alone, the Northwest packs fought for their loved ones.


Montana – Part Two