"Believe me, I don't consider anything about your blood dirty at all," he smirked. I gaped at him. "You are infuriating." "What can I say," Malfoy purred. "I live to watch that little flush on your cheeks." Melody Taylor lived life like a pulled back fist, but never quite had the courage to punch. What happens when she is destined to do so? MalfoyxOC

AFTER WHITE WOLF I wrote this and my first book ever published (White Wolf) when I was only thirteen. There are many spelling errors and just stupid moments, but hey if you like gut wrentching awkwardnes that makes you want to gag or turn away because it makes you feel uneasy and gives you butterflies, this stories for you.

"Yeah? Prove it." I spat at the wolf. 'He's telling the truth, you don't feel the power coming off of him?' My wolf whimpered. Oh shit. The black wolf looked me over the it's eyes went wide. "I'm mated to a white wolf?" He asked in disbelief. I rolled my green eyes. What is he color blind? "Maybe" I said sarcastically. "What's your name." The wolf growled. "What's yours? Mr.Alpha?" I asked sweetly with a edge of get the hell off. I don't know if he noticed though. "Colton Waters, alpha of the Black Ices pack, one of the most powerful packs in the world. You are?" My breath was caught in my throat. If you have a problem with cussing, or sexual content this story is not for you.