The Abused Alpha King

The Abused Alpha King

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
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He was kidnapped and tortured, abused,raped and left for dead. What happens when his mate is his saving grace will she be able to save him and get him back to the palace before the kingdom goes under siege. Dalories an alpha female with second biggest pack after the werewolf king, angry as she is with the werewolf queen what will she do when she finds out her mate is the lost crowned prince Warning:Matured content,triggers from abuse and high forms of torture . U have been warned
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NOTE: please do not comment "it's Britney bitch" in the comments as I hat Britney Spears and those type of comments will be deleted, thank you. WARNING: due to this being written was I was really young, this book is hella cringy and cliche, it's also a rough draft and contains spelling errors. She was an unwanted runt. He's the Alpha King. She was ousted from her pack. He was looking for his Mate. She's a four foot runt. He a fully grown six foot-four inch werewolf. She was captured and tortured. He's been ruling the Werewolf World for seven years, unmated. She's 17. He's 26. ------------- "This right here," he says, moving his hands up my thigh, squeezing it lightly. "That's mine. Are we clear?" He asks, tightening his arms around my waist. "Yes." I say, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. " I don't think so kitten. You're not going anywhere until you get dressed." He whispers in my ear, huskily. "Okay." I say, hurrying off into the giant walk-in closet to get dressed. © Neva Bellthorn 2016 All Rights Reserved.

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