alfa fuar

alfa fuar

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All werewolves were created by God bound by their mate bonds. Two halves become one, their mate created for them to love and be loved by. A mate. The other half of their soul. Without the light that a mate brings to a male wolf, it will eventually succumb to the darkness. Having 'fallen' into the darkness they become feral, the wolf taking over, and the man lost for good. Females are precious to us. They are what keeps us alive. They are to be treasured. To hurt a female, wolf or not, is the most heinous crime a man can commit. Next to our young, females are most treasured. Our young are our future, and females are those that gift us our futures. They must be protected. But what happens to a man whose seen far too many years without his other half by his side? Will he ever find his soulmate? Or will the darkness consume him too soon? cover: @LunaQueen310 book started: march 17, 2019 book ended:
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"You know you can't resist me much longer." He continued to trail kisses down my neck and jaw. I bit my lip to keep a moan from escaping. "I am your mate and Alpha, I order you to not touch any male or flirt with them." "In case you have forgotten, I'm a rogue, I don't have to listen to you." The alpha growled and I couldn't stop the smirk from forming on my lips. He pushed me harder onto the wall and moved closer so every inch of our bodies were touching. It took every ounce of strength I had to stop myself from jumping him right there. He moved his hand to caress my cheek and I found myself leaning into his touch. "When I first laid my eyes on you, you were mine. If I see any male looking at you inappropriately or longer than necessary, that will be the last thing they see. You are mine and only mine. I'm not one to share what belongs to me."

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