Honey Wolf

Honey Wolf

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Romance
Merchants of the night were known for creeping along the countryside of Britain, and without warning they bestowed you onto my doorstep. You were a gift of noble blood, exchanged for my life as I knew it. However id never regret the evening I first set my eyes on you, no matter what pain knowing your secret brought me. Elliot Kingston, the upcoming successor of the notorious Kingston family is sick of his day to day life. Its 1889 in Britain and the line between high class and poor is drastic. Elliot has no choice but to attend Meetings and parties to build a name for himself, but he'd rather run away and become someone new. The Kingston's have been cheats their entire bloodline, selling drugs, weaponry and even people in the black market, and Elliot wants nothing to do with it. On his 18th birthday he finally decides to escape the mansion but halts at the body of a boy around his age on the doorstep, wrapped in a silk blanket with curly golden hair, tightly clutching an amulet in the snow. Elliot saved him that night, and from that day forward "Honey" became indebted to him. Oh Honey wolf, angels would damn themselves for you.
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πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™Ίπš—πš’πšπš‘πš πšœπšŽπš›πš’πšŽπšœ 01 "You didn't tell me, that you were a Medium." "And you didn't tell me that you were a Werewolf" Caleb Murphy, the next beta of Knight pack was waiting for his mate, since he can remember. He dreamt about her everyday and night. About how he'll scoop her in his arms, about how he'll court her despite them being mates or how he'll claim her under the moonlight, while, whispering his vows; sappy, yeah he knows. He was ready to accept her, werewolf or human..... heck, he would've gladly accepted her even if she was one of those bloody blood suckers. So, shock will be an understatement when he stands infront of the boy. A boy who smells like earth and rain. A boy with hair as white as snow and eyes as black as raven's. 'Mate!' His wolf howled. And he ran..... Or atleast he tried.

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