The Dark Side Of The Moon

The Dark Side Of The Moon

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Getting a mate didn't mean you got to live happily ever after. I learned that lesson from firsthand experience and I wouldn't change it for the world. It was that experience that taught me that I didn't need a mate or a pack to be happy. What if I got another chance at it though? Did I throw it all away because I didn't need it? Excerpt "Holly hell," I yipped before scrambling back like a crab toward the water. A vise took hold of my ankle, pulling me back toward it. I flipped in an effort to get away, but was unable to find anything solid to hold onto as my fingers pulled up nothing but dirt and slime. It latched onto my bicep and pulled me into its massive embrace. Hot breath spilled over my face as I gasped in pain from my injuries. My head was ripped back by my hair and my neck thrust forward. This was it, this was how I died. From sheer stupidity and from some monster I couldn't even see. Its face dropped closer, and it took a deep breath of my scent. In my mind, I could see its long pointy teeth getting ready to rip into my flesh. "Mate," he growled out
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Then it hit me. The scent of my mate. The one I'd love and spend the rest of my days with. "Mine," he growled. I was forced up against the wall as he began to kiss me roughly. I managed to take a peek at my mate. The school's very own player. Otherwise known as the guy who infuriates me to the depths of hell. I shoved him off me and made him look me in the eye, "I don't care if you're going to be Alpha. You will always be the jerk I hate and the player I despise. I will not be looked upon as another of your minions. Yeah, I just rejected you." I snarled. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Shayla Hale is just another 15 year old werewolf, eagerly waiting for her 16th birthday so she can find her mate. She wasn't popular, and she wasn't a loner. Following her around, was the school's player, with a hobby of annoying her. She hated him for taking so much interest in her, since she knew all he was is a disappointment. Chase Anderson is the school's player, and the guy every girl swoons for. He's always found Shayla interesting, since she wasn't like the others. Witty comebacks, never sparing him a second glance. Being the hard to resist, soon to be Alpha of his Dark Wolfe pack, he needs to find his Luna. What he wasn't prepared for was his very own mate rejecting him. Will Shayla stay true to her word? Will Chase prove his mate wrong? What happens when Chase goes back to his player ways? How about when Shayla's childhood lover returns? *** I wrote this when I was 12/13 and it was the first romance/teen-fic/werewolf story I ever wrote at the time. Please go easy on my 12/13 year old self 😬

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