Untamed

Untamed

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Luna has just been kicked out of the pack. She is now an outcast. Running away she meets a strange guy who keeps secrets. Luna knows she must find out about this short tempered, aggressive guy. She thinks he might be like her but when she explains it does she automatically blow her secret? "Is there only wild werewolves out there? Are there more? Not all of them have o hide in the woods, you know. They could be like you. Trying to live a normal secret life. Is it only you and me that are now left out with the humans?" I must find this out, even if it shall be the last thing I do. He shrugs. I can easily tell he is hiding something. He doesn't want to tell me secrets since we met a while ago. But I have to know if I ever want to continue survival in the real world, while being untamed...
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My book has been #272, #154 and #177 in Werewolf. Lincoln Rylan is a human, so why is she being terrorized by beast of the woods? She's lost her sister and brother-in-law in a car accident and has to take one her two twin nieces, how much does the world think she can handle? - " Got you. " His husky voice whispered as I was shoved against the wall, face against the wall while he had my hands behind my back. Like he was arresting me. " Get off of me! " I tried to fight him. I tried to fight the beast. " You're mine. " He growled as he placed his face in my neck. He was smelling me. " I'm nobody's! Get you filthy mutt hands off me! " I snapped. I was twisted around and my back was shoved against the wall in under a second as I starred into his black eyes, the rest covered by a hoodie. " I am not a mutt. I will not take my hands off of you. You are mine. " He let out a loud growl. " Who are you? " I bit out. " I'm Hell. "

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