**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (:

COMPLETED I ran frantically hoping to elude my pursuer. My arms were scraped form the surrounding shrubs. I heard him growl "Mine" and I ran further. His following steps stopped and I kept running hoping he'd stopped. I smacked into a wall or rather a chest. I felt arms wrap around me encasing me in his embrace. "W-what do you want?" My voice trembled "You're mine" he growled "Mine only!" *********************************************** I only wanted to have a peaceful walk, what that so much to ask for? I never expected to be swept into this mess. I never thought the word coming from his handsome face would be "That's my mate... Grab her." WARNING: Mature scenes & Mature language This story is original and may not ever be copied in any way shape or form. The photo is not mine I simply added too it.

{I wrote this in 7th grade, so I apologize for how poorly it may have been written. It's a little cringey but a lot of you seem to really enjoy it HAHA. The story is NOW COMPLETED and I hope you enjoy!} "Kiss me." He smirked pulling me closer to his chest. "Andrew I have a boyfriend." I nervously reminded him. "I don't care." I stared up at his dark eyes as they intently stared back. "Let go of me." "Why?" I tried to pull away and failed miserably. His grip was just too tight around my waist. "I said let go!" I screamed at him clenching my jaw. My frustration seemed to amuse him. "Stop being such a freaking prude Ash." He chuckled with a smirk. He leaned in closer just inches away from my ear. My heart hammered against my chest when I felt his hot breath on my ear. "I want you." ••• Ashley Freely. That's the girl. The girl that I needed to know. The girl, I couldn't stop thinking about. I knew from that first day that she would be mine. I knew that despite everything in our way, that I'd make her my girl. I knew she wasn't available to me, but I didn't care. Somehow, someway, I'd get her. There was just something that pulled me in. Everything about her intrigued me, and for the first time I knew what I wanted. I wanted her.