Chapter Three

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Suddenly I knew where I was going and my wolf took off towards Kentucky and as I ran I never felt the time pass as my wolf Alexandria an ancient Alpha directed me to a small hut in the backwoods where I could smell a male about my age, I was only a few days away from turning 18 and I knew the second he smelt me wait how the freaking hell did I know he smelt me?!
     "Because wolves know a lot not everything but a lot, Kara" my wolf spoke into my mind.
      A man came out of the hut and looked me dead in the eyes. He was gorgeous; he had long black hair no shirt on so I could see his six-pack and low slung black jeans and some kind of boots on he had chiseled cheek bones and deep black eyes that captured my gaze and froze me in my tracks as my wolf cried out "My mate!"
    He fell to his knees in front of me and started crying. I was so confused I awkwardly patted him on his shoulder and he grabbed me so fast and locked his arms around me and rested his head on my belly.
   Just as fast he stood up took my hand and pulled me inside and said "you are my mate and I know you know nothing of werewolves so I will teach you. I am Alpha of this territory and my name is George Carter."

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