I am writing a. Ew werewolf story(: here's a sneak peak ❤️ please check it out! I update every day or every other day ❤️ it's called alpha Thanatos
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Lycanthrope:
~From the ancient Phoenician cult, originated in 1200 BC.
~ The oldest of their kind, as well as the most lethal, dominating, and formidable.
~ Only one is known in existence today. That is Alpha Thanatos; literal translation: Death.
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I feel something heavy hovering over me, just enough to not crush my body. I can't open my eyes, and my ears ring. Oh, they ring so badly!
My skin feels like it is on fire. And the soreness, goodness the soreness. I have never felt like this in my entire being.
I feel something blowing hot air onto my neck, a tad to near the conjuncture of where my shoulder meets it.
I feel someone.
I'm to sore to speak, to move, to try.
"Mea."
The dark, almost growl, chills me to my core. Yet, it transcends an intense warmth throughout my entire body.
Finally, I mustered the strength and courage to peel open my eyelids.
It was insanely dark- perhaps the darkest I had ever seen. Still, I could merely make out a silhouette just inches above me. I couldn't make out any features, I couldn't use my eyesight to any advantage. I was just an ordinary human at this point.
"Who...Who are you?" I ask. My mouth is so incredibly dry, that it hurts to even say a word.
I feel the motion of the man move, I feel his breathe lay even closer to the nap of my neck. I feel his arms, which he was using to prop himself up, move closer beside my head. I feel him press more into my already heated body.
I hear him inhale my scent, before he speaks, "Who am I? Ah, my love, I am death."
Death? He cannot possibly mean...? No, there is no way. Who would ever call themselves that? Call themselves the name of our personal demon- no, our personal devil.
"I have waited far to long to do this, my darling. You will never stray. You will never be able to get to far from me. I will always find you. I will always protect you. You are mine. Mea."
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Werewolf" Sometimes we need to forget the people in our past, because they don't belong in our future." At least that is what Fay told herself. Fay is an omega in her pack. Her mate is called "the alpha of alphas". After taking Fay away from her brutal pack...
