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Ours novel Chapter 11

Summary for Chapter eleven: Pack: Ours

What Happens in Chapter eleven: Pack – From the Book Ours

Dive into Chapter eleven: Pack, a pivotal chapter in Ours, written by cendrillon1996. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Werewolf fiction.

Nala POV

Taken by the gold wolf and our petting session, I had no idea that we're not alone anymore.

The same black wolf from before only he's keeping his eyes down along the other gold wolf, followed by a silver wolf with grey eyes bigger than the rest, another black wolf but this one is bigger and got a scar on his face, a brown wolf with brown eyes and finally a third golden wolf but this one coat is more yellowish.

The wolves surround me all around, I had this crazy feeling of attachment to all of them.

I looked at the same black one again, he seemed to be sad now and I didn’t understand why? Did he miss me? Was he looking for me too?

I walk toward the black wolf first but the silver wolf, the biggest in the group growls at me, ignoring him I walk toward my sad wolf. How did I mistake him for a dog, he’s much bigger than a normal looking dog.

I tried to pet him again, to touch his head but he kept looking away whimpering, I didn’t really understand why. I kept trying to touch him, his whimpers getting louder and the grey wolf growls getting louder. Is that one jealous or something? I turn to him ready to yell at him for scaring my doggie, well in this case Wolfie.

I wasn’t about to lose my chance with them, I tried to get a better look at them all but somehow they understood what I was doing and began to avoid my eyes. Looking straight into silver eyes it all began to make sense, his eyes, aura, even his smell is familiar. Same as the others, I’ve only been here for a couple of days but their aura is too special and distinguishable to be mistaken by some wild animals. They said they wanted to protect me and that’s what the wolves just did, bringing me back here and kicking the poor grey wolf ass.

It took me a moment but it all clicked the wolves, the guys, the similarity this weird safety feeling whenever I'm around them.

I think my brain is overloaded, then everything went black.

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