Rubius15
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When my eyes make contact with his the world is drowned out. I no longer hear my Gab yelling or my parents calling my name. The howls of the werewolves disappear and all my attention is on him.
"Mine" he growls.
The wolves stop chasing and howling and face the man wit their heads bowed down as he takes long strides towards me.
I hear my family behind me, calling to me, begging me to go. But my legs are glued to the ground.
"Mate." The wolf in front of me growls again this time inches away.
Everything hits me at once. This isn't right, this is not, right. I turn around and run as fast as I can. My family on my heels, and the wolves I theirs.
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My family and I are one of the last species of our kind. Werecats. We've always been on the run, werewolf packs want us, vampier colonies want us. Everywhere we go, there's something.
And this time, it isn't a little bump. It's my mate.