BLUES FATE
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Being the beta of a well-known pack has its peak, well sometimes. Blue Scott lives life to the full, enjoys a good reputation, and of course, the good look is also inclusive in the carefree-living package of a beta. But finding his mate crushes his world, and throws him into a completely twisted one. It shows him, that the world isn't just black and white. That a hard fight don't ensure winning the grand prize. ________________________________________ This is no cliché story, the characters are normal persons who happens to be werewolves. There will be no super-hot billionaire alphas with an bdsm-fetish, rouge attacks or hunters. The story is R-Rated due to strong language and (maybe) triggering content.
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Beta Gabriel Lodge. Beta to one of the most feared men in the country whilst being a terrifying one himself. He's not really sure what drew him to choose Adelaide as a mate. Maybe it was her soft beauty or her strong soul. All he knew is that when he saw her, he wanted her. Adelaide Greyson's friend was chosen by the most feared Alpha in the country at the Mating Ceremony. So when she runs to Adelaide's house for comfort, Adelaide ends up meeting Alpha Donnelly's, Beta. And what Beta Lodge wants, he gets. Adelaide must adjust to her new life but it's not as simple as she would have liked. ***** The intimate position makes my cheeks heat up. He looked down at me, to my bruised cheek. "You've been with me for only one day and you were already hurt," he said thickly and then let out a frustrated sigh, "you're too nice to be with me. You're too soft." Concern creased his features and I looked at him with wide eyes. "What's wrong with being soft?"

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