*** Please note, this is a pretty sketchy description... Also, I'm new to this Wattpad thing, so please bear with me... ***
When it came to her future, Annie Jones had no delusions of princess stories or grand loves and adventures like so many other girls, and she liked it that way. As a werewolf of the Black Canyon Pack, there was only one path for her - fulfill her duties in her pack, including finding and marking her mate (whoever it may be), and producing pups. It was a simple life, one she was looking forward to, in fact.
But when her father dies, taken out by a Feral while on patrol, her mother decides to take them back to her home pack, wanting the comfort of her old family to help ease the loss.
Suddenly Annie's life is thrown into chaos. This pack, Silver Moon, is anything but simple, and half the time they act more like humans than wolves. They only spend three nights a month as their wolf-selves, the others her age are more interested in social media and the latest scandals than they are in the feel of moonlight and night air on their skin, and there are no Heat Runs. Instead there are silver cages and tranquilizers.
It's a world she doesn't know, and she feels she's slowly beginning to lose herself, and her wolf.
Then she finds her mate, only to discover he has a human girlfriend and that he has always intended to reject the bond. Annie refuses to allow this last piece of her future to slip away. She will show this new pack, and her mate, what it means to be a wolf. Right now, they are all too human.
*** Fair warning, I am going to just be writing whatever pops into my head. Another fair warning, Annie is not human, she barely thinks like a human, so please do not hold her to human standards. Oh, and get ready for serious culture clash... ***
Erik's mate, Katharina, died eighty years ago. Werewolf mates are for life; there are no break-ups or second chances.
On the night of the Blood Moon, an event that takes place once every hundred years, the Moon Goddess descends to earth and decides to grant Erik a wish, a once-in-a-lifetime exception to the rule.
But gods are generally wicked, and the wish comes with complicated consequences, like a rose with many thorns.
The new mate would be one human, ignorant to all their rules and costumes, even to their existence.
She will embody the hope of all mateless wolves to not spend their life alone and will attract any werewolf almost hypnotically and pathologically until she is finally claimed by somebody on the night of the Blue Moon.
Erik is haunted by guilt and pledges to protect her till the Blue Moon is over, even against himself and against her own will...
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Part of the idea of this story was contained in a contest here on Wattpad (Golden Writer contest). Unfortunately it got canceled and the girl (Tricia DS) deleted her profile, but the story stuck into my mind for a while so I decided to write it down in the end.
What I kept of the original idea plot:
1.The fact that the original mate died and that second chances are given once a decade.
2.The new mate can be only human.
3. Multiple werewolves will feel attracted to her.
4. He will kidnap her at some point in the story.
Hereby I am giving credit for the idea.
All the rest belongs to me, should not be copied and bla, bla, it is a work of fiction and should be viewed as such.
As I know myself it will contain violence and mature stuff so be aware.
Artwork from the images is mine unless stated otherwise.
The story is a slow burn so the romance will develop slowly, to set correct expectations. If you get to the second book that one is more smutty :D.