An Alpha is my Mate
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Have you ever heard of and Alpha having an omega as a kid? Well if not then now you do. My name is Ella Wilson, I'm 18 years old and I'm an omega like my mother. My father is the Alpha of our pack and the reason why I have nightmares.
Growing up without a mother was hard because the beatings got worst and my father got even more angry because he thought things would change when I shifted into my wolf but he was wrong and now I am being haunted by my own pack until I ended up in a different territory.
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