"You're not what they make you out to be Angel." The man covered in tattoos said stepping closer to her. "And what is it they make me out to be, Rogue." She said confidence radiating off her body. The man smirked. Stepping Impossibly closer to Evangeline causing shocks of pleasure to rampage on her skin. "They said.." He inhaled Evangeline's scent. "that you.." His gray eyes looked into her chocolate brown ones and he felt as though no one, including he, should have the right to judge her. She was perfect. She was HIS. He growled, "To hell what they say! You're. Mine. " Before she knew it hot full lips where on hers. And Evangeline isn't sure who ignited the kiss, and she didn't want it to stop. ××× Evangeline Prescott is the next Queen of Lycans, at only the age of 17 her mother had started to become ill. Now at age 22 it is time to take over the throne. The only down side is that she needs a Mate. Her True Mate. The kingdom was falling without her mother so she took the Throne unmated causing trouble for her and her kingdom. So she set off to every pack to find a mate. When that didn't succeed she was off home, but got attacked by rogues along the way. And one of those rogues happened to win her heart of first punch. *** ALL RIGHTS TO ME NO STEALING! I MADE THIS STORY ALL OF THEM CHARACTERS AT MINE. EVERY BACKSTORY, PIECE OF POO IN THE LOO ARE MINE!
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