Watch Out For Ben's Wolf

Watch Out For Ben's Wolf

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jan 14, 2018
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Action and Thriller
Three males. Three leaders. Three monstrous wolves. All were chosen to lead The only pack of odds and flaws. Clyde Canine, Rin Kyle and Johneath Kattle weren't on the best of time but remained well mannered to one another. They all had a special gift. A gift that was design for them and only them. Now with the three chosen leader revealed it had turned dark for the three. One has to lead. And all three males are convinced they're the only monstrous wolves not just the two but them. ⚠️❗Contains: Blood, violence, sexual themes, alcohol, cigarettes, dark themes, depression❗️⚠️ ❗️❗️YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED❗️❗️ ((A/N this is gonna be just a story about my ocs and what they're history is but anyway hope you guys enjoy>:3)) ((Oh uh btw this is not going to be like all serious since I like some fun in my stories))
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