Aggression (Werecat story)

Aggression (Werecat story)

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Willow has always been put down by everyone in her world. Her parents ignore her for most of the time and she only has one friend at school although she always tries to act positive and never show it. This is because she is a Werecat. A human who can turn into two types of cat; a domestic cat and the powerful big cat. Her kind isn't exactly rare but they are considered lower than the wolves, but Willow is determined to prove them all wrong. She meets her mate; a man who adores her in every way and she loves him. But when everything goes spiraling out of control will she overcome it? Will she let the tiger inside her out to conquer her fears?
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