A Fox Saved My Life
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Last published Sun, Jul 30, 2017
I had always been different. Not like anybody else in my pack. They were stronger, faster, smarter, than any human could ever be. They were fullblooded Werewolves, and I. I was just weak and useless. Not even a Wolf. Just no one, and that's what they treated me like. To them I was a burden and a plage, so The Elders of my pack made me an omega. A packmember, but was no further use to my pack than a trash can.
That's how I have been living for sixteen years. Until now. Until I started running, and I didn't stop before I colapsed. When I woke up the first thing I saw was the face of a boy...
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I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't run any further. My aching paws pounded against the hard ground of the forest as I ran further and further from my packs territory. I looked behind my wolf and saw about five other wolves including a giant black wolf that I'm assuming was the Alpha's. I wasn't to sure though because I'd never actually seen his wolf. In fact, I'd never seen any other wolves apart from my own. During fights I was always locked in a cell in the basement so that I was never at risk of getting hurt or worse, killed. I had to stay alive for the sake of the pack. I kept them together, kept them strong; even if it meant being their punching bag. And that's why I'd never ran away till now. Why? Because I'm an Omega.Complete
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Gravity
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The Twist of Mate
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The White Fox
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Alpha Falling For The Omega
17. That's how old I am today. It's about time too. I was getting sick of being 16. I hear a low rumble being emitted from my chest. I run towards the woods before the change takes over my body. As soon as I get to the woods near the lake I have come to know and love, ducks are floating in the middle looking for something to eat. I quickly strip down to only my sports braw and shorts, when and excrutiating paing takes over my body and I fall to the ground. My legs were the first to change. The bones snap and change shape for the first time. I scream out in pain as hair starts to grown eerywhere. The rest of my body is snapping and changing shape. My arms were the next to change... I seriously felt like dying. The pain of every first change is unbearable. Thankfully it all soon stops and I am standing on all fours. I walk towards the lake noticing that the ducks that used to be there were long gone. I must have scared them. I went to look at my refelction for the first time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Adria Walker just turned 17. On her birthday she turned into her wolf. Only to be transferred along with her family to a new pack called Silver Crest. Only to find out on her first day at school that her mate is the possessive over protective player of an Alpha. Good Luck! ~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: Please note that this is my first werewolf story. I would like to read what you think. Comment, Vote, etc. I want to thanks @shadaralove for making the amazing cover of Alpha falling for the Omega. Love you SARAAA!! Copyright © 2014 by Maria M. Gonzalez All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.Complete
THE MESSENGER
I was rejected by my family, the pack members and my mate because I couldn't shift. On the day of my sister and mate's mating ceremony, My wolf, or should I say my beast came to me. I was determined and finally decided to run away from the Rosemoon pack, my former home. But my journey wasn't an easy one; Finding another family to love, I was contented, but I didn't expect to have another mate especially if he is a king and Lycan. Worst of all I was involved in a battle of gods and a banished god. With so many secrets revealed, will my life ever be normal? Disclaimer: You must have read the SACRED REJECT to understand this story. Please check out my profile to find out more about the SACRED REJECT.Complete
Bound To The Alpha (#1 New Moon)
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I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't run any further. My aching paws pounded against the hard ground of the forest as I ran further and further from my packs territory. I looked behind my wolf and saw about five other wolves including a giant black wolf that I'm assuming was the Alpha's. I wasn't to sure though because I'd never actually seen his wolf. In fact, I'd never seen any other wolves apart from my own. During fights I was always locked in a cell in the basement so that I was never at risk of getting hurt or worse, killed. I had to stay alive for the sake of the pack. I kept them together, kept them strong; even if it meant being their punching bag. And that's why I'd never ran away till now. Why? Because I'm an Omega.
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