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The Hunting Season has begun again.
It's an event that goes back hundreds of years, made up by wolf law.
Everyone who decides to enter must know one thing: Once you're in, there's no backing out. You either run, or you die. It's as simple as that.
Why enter?
Because it's the only opportunity submissive wolves will ever get to find a mate. It is strictly prohibited for them to mate with a wolf outside of the event.
Alpha's are those who rule. They have the say over every other dominant wolf. The lower the rank, the less of a life you could live, the more that others commanded you around.
If the submissive tries anything that is considered out of line, the dominant has the right to kill.
It's just how the law works. No further questions asked.
Every single thing is based upon rules. The higher the rank, the lesser rules you are obligated to follow, the more rules you got to make.
Their world for some is utterly unfair. Try to go against it. You won't live to see sunlight the next day.
Then, rumours started to spread. The number of dead submissives at the end of the event started increasing.
It goes that there is one pure blood alpha, also known as the killer machine, who only participates in the season to kill.
For now, that is nothing more than a terrifying
rumour.
"It was all bark, no bite."
But, oh boy, is there going to be 'bite.'
Authornim: NeverEndingStory4You
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< I love this story so much. In fact it's very cute. Those who love werewolf books and fluff will surely enjoy. >
