She was never meant for this earth. She was a gift sent from the moon goddess herself. Crafted as one of the finest and kindest she-wolves. She was craved from the moon with beautiful porcelain skin. Hair as white as the snow eyes as blue as the sky. She was beautiful, kind and scarred. Her beautiful porcelain skin was marked. Marked by millions of little scars. Those scars showed she was a fighter. She wanted to live. But if you looked close enough you could see some of those scars where deep meaning she tried to end it all.
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Hey my little pups!! So this wasn't very long but its just the prolog. As with my other stories there will be questions.
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His Mate •Book 1• (On Hold)
Hombres LoboHer voice was like a angel. Her heart was pure and scarred. Her smile was small and broken. Her body was like a broken goddess. The things they did to her broke her. She didn't let that stop her from dreaming. From dreaming of her knight in shinning...
