Like no, Alpha
My name is Jacquelyn Myers, and I'm NOT a werewolf. Most people are. I don't think of myself any differently, because being a werewolf is overrated. There's no longing in my soul to shift into a wolf, and run around killing and spreading terror.
As you probably guessed, I'm not a fan of werewolves.
Mostly because they killed my parents, and almost me. I've gotten over it, though. Most people look at something, and just burst onto tears. But no, not me. I used to get sad, and cry, but now I've learned to push back emotions, put up a wall, wear a fake smile, be someone I'm not. But there's one thing I can't change or stop. My hate for werewolves.
They make me sick. Killing just to protect their little 'mates'. My hate burns in the deepest, darkest corner of my heart. It burns for revenge, to kill ALL werewolves. So you can imagine how happy I was to find a mate
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Like No, Alpha
WerewolfJacquelyn Myers really doesn't want a mate. Shes normally cool and calm, But when August Char shows up, she flips. Because he's her mate. "Mates? Like, no Alpha."
