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Full Moon
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Ongoing, First published Aug 06, 2017
He had his back to me but I knew that's where the scent came from. Then he turned around. My breath caught in my throat. He had amazing amber eyes. His brown hair was slightly ruffled and he had tanned skin. I gaped and stuttered. It felt like time stopped. He saw me and his eyes widened. He walked up to me. He growled suddenly. I sighed. It sounded nice and rough. 
Then he spoke one word,"Mine"
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The Full Moon Ceremony. Aim: To find soul mates.
Blare Embers has never wanted a mate. She just wants to finish her training to become a pack hunter. When she runs into trouble with the alpha's daughter she has to accompany her to the ceremony. While she is there she meets Callum Shadow,the alpha of The Shadow Pack and her mate...
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Full Blooded- DISCONTINUED

17 parts Complete Mature

This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>