/ / Stock·holm syn·drome (noun) / / feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor. *DISCLAIMER: CONTAINS SUBJECTS SUCH AS SELF-HARM AND ABUSE*

"Who was your first kiss?" Ares asked very seriously and my face started reddening. "I. . . haven't been kissed. Yet." I looked away as I didn't have the courage to meet his eyes and admit this. "Why not?" Why was he asking me this? "You obviously know why. I'm average, I'm just a normal girl." I was interrupted by an impatient scoff. "That's not why." "Fine, you tell me why." I retorted but instantly regretted it. He was going to tell me that I wasn't pretty enough or that I wasn't interesting enough or- "You were waiting." *** ~Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf, #1 in Fiction~ ~Translated into 5 languages!~ "My jaw is on the floor!!! I'm so sad it's over" -AlexysZor-El "Honestly one of the best wattpad books I've read" -baebae_blue_hair "This was the first story I've ever read on Wattpad. That's how I fell in love with this app. Thank you author!" -inaffetss

Finding your mate is suppose to be one of the happiest moments of your life. Not for Hazel. After finding out her parents are getting a divorce due to her mom finding her mate after 20+ years of marriage to her dad, she thought that she couldn't feel any more pain. But nope. When the future Alpha of her pack turns out to be her mate, she thought her luck was turning. Nope again. He's a player that didn't want to leave his "great" life so he rejected her. She ran away from her pack in search of finding one better. What will happen when she has to go back to her old pack? Let's see....

I was almost to the door when I remembered the leather jacket I brought. I turned back to the room and just as I entered the most wonderful smell hit my nose. My wolf started to go crazy and I looked up to see a small pale girl with black hair in a bun and pale blue eyes. All my wolf kept saying was MATE over and over again. The room blurred until all I saw was her. She was cleaning up the table when her head snapped up to my direction. Her eyes widened and she instantly bowed her head down and stepped back from me. "I am sorry Alpha Colton I did not know you were coming back." She said shaking in fear. Just then Alpha Andrew walked in and slapped her. "DONT JUST STAND THERE CLEAN THIS SHIT UP!" My wolf sprang forward and I grabbed Alpha Andrews throwing him across the room. I Knew i was on the verge of shifting but it was pointless in trying to calm my wolf. "YOU DARE LAY YOUR HAND ON MY MATE!" I growled then grabbed his head smashing it into the wall knocking him out and turned to my mate. She looked at me with wide frightened eyes and backed away. I knew that my eyes were glowing red and my canines were out but I was pissed and didn't have a good temper. When she stepped away from me again I let out a growl and she instantly froze. "MINE." Charity Andrews is a werewolf who hasn't shifted yet. She is abused and mistreated by her pack for this reason because they don't think she is anything but a worthless human. That all changes when Alpha Colton comes for a meeting. Alpha Colton is the coldest meanest Alpha that many fear. When he goes to Alpha Andrews pack to settle a rivalry he didn't expect his mate to be the packs punching bag. He has been looking for his mate for a long time and now that she is right in front of him he is pissed at what she has gone through.

London was from a pack that was killed by an enemy pack. She was only seventeen when it happened. She was the only one to escape except for a small boy named Aaron. London rescues Aaron and runs from the scene of the corpses of her pack. She lives peacefully with Aaron as rogues before she stumbles into another pack's territory. Both London and Aaron are taken to the alpha of the pack. But once London and Alpha Mason meet, they realize they have found their mate. But it will be difficult to care for Aaron who is not Alpha Mason's blood. Can London be a good Luna? SNEAK PEAK "Don't you touch my pup." I snarled. "Your pup? I don't think so." The alpha chuckled. I growled and faced this alpha. Once I saw his face, I lost my breath and my words. I heard pounding footsteps behind me but I couldn't tear my eyes away. A hand wrapped around my chin and head, about to snap my neck but the alpha roared. The man who had my head stopped. "Take your hands off her. Now." He growled, making his way toward me. The man immediately removed his hands. He glared at the man as he made his way to me. "Marvelous." He whispered, stroking my cheek with his thumb.

Training to become an elite warrior after her soulmate brutally rejects her, Violet Caldwell meets the king of all wolves-and joins him in his quest for justice on the brink of a surging war. *** Violet Caldwell was adopted, and the secrets behind her birth family rise as she leaves her community of werewolves behind to train to become an elite warrior and discover the secrets they left behind-but it is only when she meets the king of all wolves, Julian Andonov, and feels an inexplicable connection with him that she realizes her past might just hold the key to the rising war that's threatening to tear down the ancient monarchy forever. Trigger Warning: some explicit language and sexual content, instance of unwanted sexual advances.

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

Savannah King isn't your ordinary human. The truth is she's a werewolf. Bitten at the age of six. An orphan, alongside her twin sister and brother, at the age of nine. Omega, of the Apollo Pack, at the age of 10. Rouge at the age of 16. Along side with a rejection from the Alpha. Newly founded member of the Sliver Lune Pack at 17. The strongest wolf in the U.S.A at the age of 20. A monster in the end. Completed on July 31st 2016

He was her fated mate. Her curse. Her downfall. Raven Elara spent her life as the Nightfang Pack's punching bag , mocked for her bloodline, silenced for her strength, and ignored by the one person who should've protected her. When the Moon Goddess binds her to Kael, the cold and ruthless future Alpha, she dares to hope she finally belongs. But Kael doesn't want a weak mate and he makes that clear by rejecting her in front of the entire pack. Broken, betrayed, and burning with fury, Raven vanishes. Years later, she returns not as the omega they discarded, but as something more powerful, more dangerous... and completely untouchable.

Surprise! This is a Marcus Volturi love story.