"Look your too weak I can't accept you as a mate you'll only shame yourself and this pack " my own mate said to me . . . . My mate rejected me on my eighteen birthday and the day after my own parents was backing him, so to telI you the truth I couldn't handle that but as much as I cried over it I knew the reason...
The Star City vigilante. A speedster. And the great-granddaughter of a captain of industry. Unlikely allies at first, but all working towards the same goal: to bring salvation to cities that are overrun with criminals and meta humans alike.
This is a Destiel fanfic of you're into that sorta thing. Also... This is my first time writing. So... fingers crossed. (: Hope you enjoy it.