Prolouge

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I watched from afar as I always did. She was pure perfection, a handmade gift from the moon goddess herself. She blessed us mere werewolves with one of her angles on earth.

She not only blessed us with her beauty but with her mere presence. Just being noticed or acknowledged by her was seen as a gift. Men lusted after her and fell at her feet, women looked to her with jealousy and envy just wanting to be half of what she was.

Yet she was unlike any female I had ever met. Humble with a kind heart, she was the sweetest thing I had ever met but don't be fooled she was a force to be reckoned with.

She was my mate

But I could never have her

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