[ Picture is of William ]
Alpha Samantha Ivins.
Long white blond hair, twisted to braid. Icy of all ice blue eyes, practically white, that stared at me. Hidden behind her long bangs of snow, practically. Tall and lean, muscular and feminine. She was a perfect leader, and a very perfect mate.
Every muscle, nerve ending and instinct was screaming at me to grab her. To mark her mine, and mate with her. Declare us alpha male and alpha female, together, forever.
Everything about her, just calls out to me. Everything I thought I wanted, or needed vanished when I met her. It was only her that I wanted. Only her that I needed.
I wanted to read her like a book, like a mate would do. She can feel, and show that she has the emotions, but she's trained herself to never show them. She hides behind a Great Wall that was built over the years..
Looking into those eyes of Ice, you saw hatred, anger and sorrow. All frozen at the embers of her heart. Being left alone, raising herself and starting her own pack. I knew how that was, feeling so different.
Looking at yourself, and wondering why you? Why had this all happen to you?
She wasn't given love, or care. She was given hatred and punishment. And I would give her what she deserved the most: Love.
She took me in, and is helping me heal my wounds. She brought me to her pack, a complete stranger.
Her friend, a woman. With long brown hair, and green eyes stared at me. I could smell that she was mated, and very happy.
Taking a closer look, I saw her deep concern and worry for Samantha. I could feel that the woman, who goes by Chavella, wanted Sam to be mated. She wanted Sam to be happy.
And I hope that could be me.
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Dirty Paws
WerewolfSamantha Ivins is a 220 year old spirit wolf. A species that is close to extinction, and very hard to find. She's mate-less, a female and queen of her large pack. But not for long. Especially when she meets her match, and he's a bundle of stubborn...
