**Wattpad Featured Story** Zahra Kasmut has lived before our time. In an ancient life, she fought against Set, an Egyptian deity, who had amassed a commanding army to overthrow her country. He butchered anyone who opposed him--man or woman, child or elder--and set countless towns and villages ablaze. With her city starving from a seemingly endless siege, Zahra and her companions had only two choices: kill an Egyptian god or die trying. Somehow, Zahra survived Set's onslaught on her city, but not without an unwilling sacrifice that forced her away from her brother, uncle, and nation she had defended. Thousands of years later, she now walks among us. Unaware of her true past, she goes about her mundane days craving more to life; all while trying to understand who the distant yet familiar voices in her head belong to. One man, however, is aware of who she truly is: Akar Usi, a beloved ally of Set. Since the siege, he's been trapped under the ruins of his collapsed city, waiting to emerge and spark the civil war of Ancient Egypt once more. First, though, he'll start with Zahra--he'll start by making her suffer. --- Cover by the brilliant @MayFreighter !

Some tests I had to make for psychology.

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart