My Beta Mate
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Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2014
"Run"  I thought as my already tired legs struggled to dodge trunks and tree branches in the dense forest. Before I knew it, I was that stupid of a movie character who falls whilst running from something/someone. Trying hard to get up, a faint scent barely hit my nostrils. My wolf began to stir happily even in this desperate moment. Already knowing my fate, I 
let my heavy head go down on the moist earth before my wolf concluded;

"Mate"

And I blacked out.

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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.
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There are no possible ways to describe one person in a short sentence. But here it goes. I am a warrior. Simple as that, right? Not even close! My job is to keep my rouges safe and strong. I take in new rouges every day because their packs didn't want them. They were either beaten, bloodied, rejected by their mates, or just wanting to start a new life. My life unfortunately is not as simple. I'm a white wolf, something that is considered royalty in this world. Along with that there are some twists and turns as well. To find out the rest. Join me in my story. See ya!