All Chapters of I am Wolf: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

WOLF In my dream, I'm standing before a man, but he's not just a man; his strength is equivalent to a god. He stands taller than me; his arms and entire body resemble that of a Samoan beast. His hair is long and dark, and his body is tattooed in tribal meanings that don't make any sense to me; he's a warrior, but somehow more, he's an alpha, and somehow more. The moment he speaks to me, he calls me son; I feel confused, yet deep inside, I know it to be true; he's my father. His eyes are piercing mine, commanding respect. Yet, there's a longing in them like he wants to reach out and embrace me in a hug, but he can't reach me. Looking down, I suddenly see why... a river it's dividing us; the water is dark, almost black. He's warning me not to fall in, not to be tempted. He's warning me to stay strong, to hold onto my mate, and never let go. He tells me I'm his blood, the last warrior blood of our kind; he tells me to rebuild our tribe, to find the one linked to my heritage, and

SASHAI suddenly feel a rush of energy leave my body, and all at once, I gasp as I grab my chest, instantly finding it difficult to breathe.The voice still echoes in my head, and I don't know how to make it stop; it's like having another person inside your head besides your fated mate and not knowing how to switch it off.Within an instant, I have Wolf's arms snaked around me, pulling me to his hard chest. He's calling my name, but I feel entirely incoherent; I can hear his voice calling out to me like a murmur, but the loud voice in my head won't stop. I feel like I'm having an out-of-body experience.Who is this voice, and why does it feel like it's a part of me like it's been a part of me all my life?I'm babbling incoherently, words that I know make no sense to Wolf, a language I know is so ancient and foreign to him, a language witches use, a language now overwhelmingly overactive in my head.Wolf's eyes are bewildered as he grips my shoulders, he's shouting at me, but there's t

WOLF “I’m not going to tell you again; get your fucking hands off, my mate!” My growl reverberates through the air; I’m seething, fueled by a carnal rage to protect Sasha at all costs, as my eyes stare daggers of fucking death straight at him. I should be glaring at Mason; I should want her dead right now; after all, she was the one who tried to kill my mate, not this fucker. But I can’t help it; he’s got his arm around what’s mine, and my beast is losing his goddamn mind, snarling, growling, and aching for the chance to end his life. Fuck. Who the fuck does he think he is? Some white witch wants to be a superhero here to save the day; it’s not fucking happening. Not with her, not a chance. He looks up from Sasha, and his eyes lock on me with a smirk, the corners of his mouth turning up like he finds this situation amusing. He still got his arm around Sasha, keeping my beast growling. MINE. He’s thrashing against my rib cage like a savage animal; he’s clawing so hard that I sw

ATLAS The moment I see Kris go down and the rogue go for his jugular, I instantly lose my mind, screaming out his name. I can barely think straight. I leap towards him without even thinking, how the fuck, where did this rogue come from. My mind races as I lunge forward to rip the wolf from him. The moment I hear his guttural scream that is followed by silence, I know it’s over before the wolf even gets off of him. The instant gut-wrenching rage that starts to flow instantly has me unleashing a vice grip of my power around the rogue; without even blinking, my arms suddenly swing out to either side of my body, the rogue’s body instantly being ripped into two, landing far away in opposite directions from me as I launch his severed corpse body through the air. My eyes instantly land on Kris, and my body goes numb. I’m suddenly to my knees beside him, his silent form, the blood. Fuck! Screaming out at the top of my lungs, I feel the lack of oxygen burning its way to my soul, my eyes sud

WOLFShe isn't up in her room, I've checked, fuck. The little meeting outside with Atlas went on longer than I would have liked. She was in her room, and I picked up her scent, so where the hell did she go?I've checked everywhere downstairs, but still nothing, now the panic is setting in. I'm heading for the front door of the pack house when I suddenly hear someone call my name. Swinging around, I'm met with Edith popping her head out of the kitchen,"Wolf, would you mind helping an old lady with something in here?" I'm about to say no, I'm looking for Sasha. But then I decide against it; I don't want to seem rude, even if I'm really desperate for my mate.I hurry into the kitchen to find her standing right in front of the kitchen island. The smell hits me, and my stomach instantly does a backflip."What's that smell?" It's so sweet, warm, and unlike anything I've ever smelt before. The moment my eyes land on what's on the table, I blink, "Are those...?""Cookies, yes, they are. Just