A Rare Find

A Rare Find

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Oct 31, 2019
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Fiction
Romance
I'm something of a rarity. A shifter who can't shift. So I'm pretty much useless to the pack. My dad won't let me leave the commune because I was born partially shifted. I've never gotten to explore and It's my dream to travel the world. My father just wants me to stay home, find a nice guy, and start popping out babies. Oh did I mention that I'm the only male omega in existence? My name is Erin Willows and this is my story. *This is an original story don't steal my work*
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Four alpha wolves rejected their fated omega. They don't remember the night they shattered her. Their bond does and it won't let them stop hunting her. 🥇 #1 in Rejected · #1 in Fated · #1 in Stalking Dark reverse harem shifter romance with rejected mates · obsessive, unraveling MMCs · class divide · feral bonds · why-choose -SABLE- They didn't realize what I was to them. They rejected me without hesitation, then walked away. Protected by wealth, status, and a town that always shields its own. They don't even remember the night they shattered me. So I survived by becoming cold. I buried the girl who believed in fate and built walls no one could climb. I don't need their apologies. I don't need their hunger. I don't need men who only learned my worth after losing me. They can chase all they want. I'm already gone. -PACK ROSS- We don't remember rejecting her. But our bodies do. The bond woke up wrong. Sharp, violent, relentless. We feel her absence like starvation. Like something vital was ripped out and taken where we can't follow. She won't look at us. She won't soften. She treats us like predators, and it's driving us insane. We want to claim her. We want to fix it. We want what we're no longer sure we deserve. She says we're too late. The bond says she's still ours. One of us is lying.

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