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The Wolf Games
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Lopende, voor het eerst gepubliceerd jun. 06, 2012
You've heard of THE HUNGER GAMES. Well this is like that only its two wolves from each pack facing off against everyone else. The are ten packs(20 wolves).
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"It was my fault." I stated looking down at my slowly growing clammy hands. He would never forgive me after I told him this. My deepest darkest secret. "You're my mate. No matter how big of a package your life is, I'm willing to stay with you through anything." "Good." Celia, the Omega, runs from her pack because of something she did, or was thought she did. On the run, she slams straight into a rival pack that doesn't handle rogues, even recently turned ones, well. She's about to be left for dead until her and her mate meet in the most unlikely circumstances. Is the package she carries to much of a burden on the pack, but more importantly her recently found mate who happens to be the alpha? Will she survive the most shocking things thrown at her?