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Forgotten Mates
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Continúa, Has publicado jun 15, 2012
When Brooklyn was fifteen, her parents died. Her pack blamed her for it. So she ran away and became a rogue. But when her old pack finds her after three years, they have a little surprise: Brooklyn has amnesia. She doesn't remember any of her old pack members, including her mate. Her new pack refuses to let them have her back. But when she finds out that her new pack has been keeping things from her, things about her old life, will she want to go back to her old pack? Will the betrayal that she feels from her new pack make her forgive her old one?
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I was a Rogue. I was an Outsider. I was running from my mistake, and my thoughts haunted me, the words oozed and they hurt, but I could handle it. What I couldn't handle was the thoughts that reminded me of what I did, the thoughts that picked at my heart. "How could you do this Ashlyn? How could you do this to your own pack?",my thoughts stretched past the horizon, never ending. But I knew, I couldn't go back, not after all they've done to me. But I still felt like I was betraying them by running away, going rogue. I couldn't turn to anyone, not even my mate. Who I have found, but in the arms of another. In the arms of my closest friend... I have no idea how I let things get this bad, I blame myself. I just have to keep running. Despite my heart pulling me to go back to my home, I couldn't torture myself like that. I just have to keep running..