Red Wolf

Red Wolf

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I have always been considered a lone wolf. After my parents were murdered when I was 17, I left my so-called pack. No one ever looked for me, and who would? There, I was an omega. The smallest wolf in the pack. In human form, I wasn't even 5'1". For wolves, that was extremely rare. Most wolves, even females were a minimum of 5'5". The average is closer to 5'7". I was always treated like a child even once I was able to shift at 16. I was a loner even within my pack, and kept to myself. I kept myself busy by reading, and was always called a nerd, even by the humans in our town. I have had eggs thrown at me and ice cold water dumped on me. However, that just made me train more on my own and work to become stronger. Five years later, and I still am holding my own, even when I am constantly required to move around, since wolves like me are referred to as rouges. Most rogues are vicious and relentless. They tend to resent pack life since most of them have been banished from living within a pack. Me? I just hated my former pack. Being on my own has made it a lot easier for me. I may never stay in one place, but if I were, it would be within the mountains. I am a red wolf with hazel eyes from Ireland, and you guessed it. I am also a redhead in my human form.
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I am Maria Silverstone. When I was a little girl, I was kidnapped from my pack. My parents are the Luna and Alpha of the Silverstone Pack, or were, I really don't know anymore. I was made slave, along with a dozen other girls to the Black Widow Pack. Locked up in a little room at night, so we can't escape. during the day, we are forced to clean,cook, and take care of all the needs of the pack. We are lucky to be fed scrapes, to share among each other. The Alpha of this pack is cruel and mean man. What makes things worse, is the strange things that happen around me, and I have no control over it. I could be vacuuming and the vaccume shorts out for example. But on my eighteenth birthday,the pack is attacked. The worst pack of them all is attacking, will we make it out of our hell alive? ############################# *Follow Maria in her whirlwind of a life, and possible love. *I take no credit in pictures or quotes used in my books. *I hope you enjoy.

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