The War Against Ourselves

The War Against Ourselves

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Hi. I'm Ocean Daley. I didn't choose my name so if you don't like it then you can go talk shit about it to someone else because I don't give a damn about your fucking problems. I'm currently in the Army Cadet Force ( ACF ) which is a British youth organisation that's basically just training and experience around a military training theme and blah, blah, blah and blah. I've been through other charity organisations though.So, far I went through the Sea Cadet Corps, Air Training Corps, and Police cadets. But in the fucking middle of the year, those shithead aliens think it's okay to suddenly invade our oh - so wonderful school. Now, all of the cadets under the rank of Cadet Staff / Colour Sergent had been pulled out of my school and secured in a safe place, where they continue their goddamn training while we're running around in the wilderness, shooting down unidentified creatures and all that crap. Oh how I envy them. Cadets from every independent school all around the world have recieved what the military call a "call up". So now, here I am, hiding from our asshole enemies and falling in love with my ally. Life is just too fucking difficult
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My memories always haunt me. And they never cease. They come back when I hear a simple howl at night. I wish they would just disapear, like how I made all my fear. But I know it's impossible. Fear is always easier to get rid of, of course, when you have nothing else to live for. I remember the night. The night my family was brutally murdered. The night I became a rogue. I remember all the screaming of my friends. None of us knew they would attack us that night. The night of our festival of the moon. I always wondered how I was the one to survive, the runt of the pack. . . Willow is a rouge after the tragic event of a rouge attack on her village three years ago. She now lives alone in the forest. But when she's discovered by an alpha and his beta, she has no choice but to try and run away again. But how is that possible when the alpha is her mate.

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