Taken by my alpha mate

Taken by my alpha mate

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jan 13, 2016
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When 17 year old Marley is kidnapped by rouges, her mate, and someone else, she needs to dig deep into her mysterious fathers past to find out why she got kidnapped 3 times! Her mate just happens to be the alpha of the largest pack in the county, so he is 10x stronger, 10x as powerful, and 10x as protective compared to any other wolf. Marley will not have to make the decision; her mate, or her father. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• When I woke, it was dark with a narrow shaft of light dimmed the space around me. I figured I was most likely in the trunk of a car. The car came to a sudden halt, slamming my body against the side of the car. I was definitely in a trunk. The smell of forest and mint filled my nose. "Mate!" My wolf howled in excitement. I struggled trying to escape, but my hands and feet were bound together and my mouth was tapped shut. I let out a low growl, annoyed that I was being kept from my mate.
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"I said look at me," he growled as he grabbed my arm from the Gamma in a vice grip. I winced and finally looked up to his stunning grey eyes. 'Mate!' my wolf yipped happily, although she was very weak she got to sound very excited, but I didn't. I didn't want a mate, one that I am putting in danger. Those people said they would find me no matter where I ran to, I couldn't put my mate or his pack in danger. My wolf whimpered knowing it was the truth. "Kitten," my mate purred, before he growled, "mine!" softly as he let go of my arm and lightly touched my cheek, now I felt the sparks firing on my skin. 'Kitten? Was this guy for real?! Did it look like I had whiskers and meowed?' I mentally scolded at him.

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