On The Brink

On The Brink

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Dec 18, 2019
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Paranormal
Blamed for her parent's death, Starlet had become the packs piranha. Starting an endless cycle of torment for her. One she was not sure she would ever be able to escape. For thirteen years, Starlet had lived a life full of rejection and fear. Never feeling like she belonged. Always looking over her shoulder, waiting for the next assault to come. It wasn't a life anyone would want to live, yet, she bared it all. Waiting for the day she would meet her mate and finally escape the hell she called home. But as luck would have it, when the day finally came, all her dreams came crashing down. Having nothing more to lose, Starlet vowed to escape. Out of the reach of her old pack Starlet bloomed. She became something she never thought herself to be; strong. So strong in fact, that when her new life collided with her old life even the mate she left behind could hardly recognize her. What will happen now that Starlet wasn't the weak, defenseless girl everyone believed her to be? Will she be able to forgive and forget easily or will her mate drive her over the edge? Buttons are being pushed and with a threat looming ahead who will be on the brink?
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Luna My pack didn't know me as anyone strong or special. I happened to be the girl that couldn't shift. Probably an omega in their eyes. The alpha noticed me. She kept noticing me and I wished she wouldn't. The pull was strong. I hoped it wasn't what I thought it was. I believed in having a mate. I just didn't think I'd find her, much less be ready for her when she arrived. I rejected her. It was the only way not to tear myself apart. Day after day, I noticed she was tearing apart. Weaker. Tired. I didn't want to care. Not one bit until she confronted me. Inches apart from me. My mate was in front of me... I had to give it a chance. I tried and succeeded. It was the first time I was able to shift. My mother never told me of our roots. The second I shifted, I was huge. A blood-born. Strongest of the strong.

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