Login via

Werewolf Committee novel Chapter 36

Summary for Chapter 36: Werewolf Committee

Chapter summary of Chapter 36 – Werewolf Committee by El_author

In Chapter 36, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Werewolf Committee by El_author, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Werewolf Committee.

After the Lily drama things died down a bit. Colin didn't go into further depth about him being an Elemental and we didn't push it. Jonathan, my father, was staying at the Werewolf Committee for a few more days. As Alpha he had to get back to his duties as well as Tate.

Jonathan however gave me space. He knew I was going through a lot and he didn't want to add to that.

Tate on the other hand, suggested the others could spread word that I was Luna. He wanted things to be somewhat normal. I told him I didn't want to have a huge get together to announce it and surprisingly he simply nodded.

Back at the woods I untied Lily and told her to leave. It was hard to face the situation but I knew I didn't have it in me to hurt her. But I had the strength to get her out of my life.

Soon after I harassed Colin with questions. The air Elemental was amongst us this whole time and yet we had no clue. However before I even got answers, Tate didn't allow Colin to speak as he demanded I stop worrying and live a normal life.

It was hard considering I was the water Elemental and according to Colin, the lives of the other Elementals laid heavy on my shoulders.

Talk about pressure.

So here I was taking a walk on the opposite side of the Committee where the pack and high wolves stayed. Tate had work to catch up on and people had their lives to go on with.

I wasn't really in the mood to attend class so why not aimlessly wonder around?

"Excuse me?" a head appeared in the emptiness of the halls and I was greeted by a girl with red hair and numerous freckles.

"Yes?" I answered as politely as I could. I wasn't exactly in the mood to socialize.

"I'm looking for someone," she trailed off and glanced around.

"-I'm not familiar with this place but I have to find someone for," she paused, "-a group of friends."

"Oh," I said regretting I came to this part of the Committee, "-I'm not very familiar myself-"

"Elina," she cut in and I froze at my name. I kept my face emotionless and stared back at her in question.

"Do you know anyone by that name? I can't find anyone out of the bloody classrooms to ask," she mumbled the last part then looked up at me, waiting for a reply.

"Um no. An Elina? What kind of name is that," I chuckled nervously.

Play it cool Elina.

"-I mean, no. Sorry. Why did you need her?" I asked in curiosity. After all the danger I've been put in I think I know not to tell a stranger my name.

Want some candy kid? I mentally said as I thought of an old man holding candy out towards me.

I physically shuddered.

"None of your business," the girl suddenly snapped. She didn't bother sparing me another glance as she spun on her heel and rushed away.

I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. But of course it was nothing. Perhaps she was just curious who the Luna was, right?

However I didn't argue. I mean who would? I willingly walked over and slipped into the bed, beside him. He didn't speak and I didn't either.

I was famous for doing stupid things. I didn't know if this was one of them but I hoisted myself up on an elbow and faced Tate. He had his eyes closed. His forehead was slightly creased and I frowned.

If someone had to stop worrying it was him.

I leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. Immediately his features relaxed and he remained still. I placed another kiss on the side of his face and made my way down to his lips.

Soon as our lips made contact, it was as if the beast in him came alive. His fingers roughly tangled into my hair and pulled my face closer to his.

Not knowing physically how, but now I was lying flat on my back and Tate was hovering over me with his eyes closed and his breath fanning my lips. I was surprised by his rough movements.

Before I could even wonder out loud or even speak, Tate's lips crashed down onto mine once again with brutal force.

It was weird. His movements were rough but still he managed to make his touch loving and passionate.

Not that I was complaining.

Really. Who was I to complain?

-

Reading History

No history.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: Werewolf Committee