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"I have my eyes on you little wolf." He whispered in my ear and then vanished. I knew I was betrothed to him, my Alpha. He was to be my mate and husband before the end of the year. Did I want that? No Did I have a choice? Even less. I am Camellia Catherine Trevor and I am the last young female of over eighteen that is un-mated, fertile and for that my destiny is set.

(Warning: Mature content! Sexual and gory themes) Tempest Adelaide Korren was the last female wolf alive. Six years ago, the wolven population was struck by a deadly virus. Plague, and famine soon followed, however the effects took a turn for the worse when it began wiping out the female wolf population. Now, packs struggle to rebuild and find solutions to some of the most dangerous problems. Tempest may be a cure for that. Having been caught be the high priest, Tempest is sent to the market where she is on display for a wide variety of supernatural creatures. During her auction, she is bought by a wealthy and mysterious vampire who treats her just like any other pet until fate take a takes a sharp turn. (I created this story from my own imagination. Please do not copy or share it without my consent. Any relations to real or fictional characters in purely coincidence. Otherwise, enjoy the story!) (#3 in LastFemale) (#41 in bonded) (#81 in Mated)

60 bullets 59 58 57.. The countdown to 17 Bullets begins now. Eleanor was prepared for the zombie apocalypse, not a completely different planet with werewolves, dragons, and viper-fanged skunks! She will have to use all her survival tricks if she wants to stay alive. How will she react when she meets Thann, a handsome alien and learns that he and all men are werewolves and there hasn't been a woman on the planet for a hundred years? How will Thann react when he realizes that she is the woman his mother told stories of a century ago? How will they even find out when they don't speak the same language? As Eleanor's pocket full of bullets decreases, she gets closer and closer to becoming the werewolf queen. Complete. Word Count: 105,000 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He turned slowly back, dreary eyes meeting mine. The towering man was nearly seven feet tall and all bulging muscles. His hair was dark and cut long skimming his smooth angled jaw. Brows watching me with the same intensity as I was watching him. Very lovely rich tan color. Shirtless and barefoot, but wearing simple leather pants, with some kind of pack hanging to his hip. Stomach raw with some deep gash and body littered with cuts. The entire picture of him was genuinely mouthwateringly handsome, but with the dagger still held in one hand entirely too deadly. "Stay right there Dothraki!" I called, my rifle finally having something in the crosshairs again. I'd never watched the popular show, but the videos I saw sure had him looking like he could play one of the built characters. The dagger dropped to the ground and he fell to a single knee after it, though he didn't bend to pick it up. He bent to ...bow? His head stayed inclined as he bent and spoke. His voice was smooth and husky, deep and baritone. Exceptionally beautiful. "Earth female safe." 1st in Aliens: 09/21

Rosealetta has blond hair and green eyes. She is a part of the Blue Moon pack there are over 200 werewolves ans 250 humans that live there. Join Rosealetta in her journey through life.