The Form Virus

The Form Virus

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This is not like any typical werewolf story. Just read and see for yourself😊Basically they can't even transform into wolves. "ah, going for my weak spot, you must be a dishonorable warrior" he was trying to triggers me and he was nailing it but since my pride and ego do not dominate me -unlike this other gender that I am stereotyping- my passive response was " and you're certainly are a genuine and trustworthy WEREperson" "I actually am !" He said, missing my sarcastic bit. I try to get away again pushing his arm holding me in a cage away and I works for once. I keep a safe distance between him and I and stand in a fighting stance. "you don't expect me to fight you, do you?" he asks in disbelieve sitting down on his cute ass butt , I mean sitting on the mattress. "I can smell your pheromones, you know! its quite intoxicating . Its a shame you can't smell mine." "that's disgusting you animal" I hate his attitude, He is way too passive. He isnt threatened by me and he is definitely underestimating me. Yay, one stupid advantage I can exploit. Its time to be charming and friendly, that's not hard. I'm a nice person. "hey, what matters is that I'm an animal in bed, nobody has ever complained about this " he jokes. THE AUDACITY. ugh.
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"Goddess, you're so perfect." he breathed the words, staring up at her as she moved rhythmically up and down above him, her breasts bouncing as he gripped her hips, trying to hold back the wave that he felt building inside of him. She just looked and felt so fucking good. "Do female wolves mark their mates?" She leaned forward as she asked the question in a low voice, sliding her arms along his chest as she shifted her position, moving her legs close together so that he was even tighter inside of her as his hands came down to grip her ass, thrusting into her from below. "Yes." he was barely able to gasp out the word. "Not in my pack. But in many- most even- other packs." "Why not yours?" He felt her mouth slip forward, her tongue teasing the same place he had marked on her body half an hour earlier. "The men in our pack just haven't allowed it. It's a sign of claiming and-" her teeth grazed the spot lightly, not hard enough to break the skin, but he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through his body and he drew in a sharp breath, his head tilting back automatically as he offered her better access to the spot. "It shows that you belong to your mate. Doesn't it? Like I belong to you?" "Yes." He murmured, gripping her more tightly, so close to the edge he knew he'd lose control at any moment. He only hoped he could bring her to the peak of pleasure again first. He'd thought she was close. "Nova." He knew his voice sounded desperate. "Can I mark you, Alpha?" ---------------------------------- When Nova stumbles into pack lands and is captured by the Blazing Moon pack she knows that she has to escape. She makes a daring escape only to be tracked down by their Alpha. But their meeting isn't at all what either or them expected. Can he convince her to stay? Or will a petite female rogue be the one to bring down one of the fiercest Alpha's on the continent? ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18

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