I watched her from across the room. Her blank stare sent chills down my spine because I knew that all she remembered about me was my pack possibly hurting her beau.
That part hadn't been me, though. Harassing her and tormenting her was.
I was part of the Crescent Moon pack and would soon be betrothed to a luna from my pack.
She was beneath me and my father allowed that to be known immediately. After puberty hit, both of us were smitten with each other, but my father stitched it inside my brain that Molly wasn't the one.
Molly would never be the one.
They'd make sure of it.
But how?
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Bullied By Her Alpha
FantasyWhen two best friends end up enemies only to find out they're mates, things take a wild turn. *inkitt image
