(CURRENTLY BEING EDITED, SO IF YOU SEE SOME POV CHANGES, CHILL, I KNOW WHAT IM DOING, I THINK)
For someone with pre-destined expectations for herself, April couldn't say she could've possibly predicted the scenarios she'd found herself thrown into; involving a highly aggressive, not to mention abusive Uncle as her guardian, and the supernatural- cough, asshole, cough- entity she'd acquired after a not-so pleasant high school party with her new friends. Who all, of course, don't know of the secrets which April keeps hidden behind closed walls.
Suddenly, things didn't seem to be going as great as April had hoped. With new hurdles being added at every corner; all of which too high for her to jump. She'd never been all that good at athletics anyway. But, little did she know how far she'd sprint, just to escape the foes chasing her heels, tracking her every movement, yearning for her head on a silver spike.
With her issues placed as her main priorities, April begins to juggle both kinds of transitioning; adolescence...and becoming the beast that prowls the night, tearing the town apart, searching for its prey.
As secrets and truths unfold, the more she questions whether her friends should be so close to her, consequently endangering their lives to secure hers. And, not to mention the unconditional feelings for the blue-eyed fugitive with a treacherous past. She's becoming less and less willing to lose any of them. Him especially.
She'd loved and she'd lost many times, and April promised herself to never delve into those clear, beautiful waters of security and warmth she'd longed to swim in. She wasn't prepared for the journey ahead of her, but she was certainly sure of one thing;
She would not lose him. Even if it meant losing herself in the process, she couldn't let him go. Their attraction was undeniable. He had her heart fluttering.
Then again, what's love without a little drama, action, love-triangles and heartbreak?
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PREVIOUSLY CALLED: Rejected, Perfected
"I Greg Wilson, alpha of the Red Moon pack, reject you, Samantha Nightwing, as my mate and future Luna" he whispers so only i can hear it.
I feel my inside crumbling apart, every piece of my heart breaks inside me. Then i pick up the pieces and lock them together, making sure they won't fall again:"I, Samantha Nightwing, sister of the gamma and a omega to the Red Moon pack, accept you're rejection and step aside of the responsibilities of a mate and Luna."
Greg looks at me shocked, expecting me to cry. Then he picks me up and throws me into a wall as i scream of agony.
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If you're looking for a cliche story where the girl runs away, finds a new pack which happens to be the strongest one yet, goes back to her old pack to train and falls for her mate then you shouldn't read this. This story contains secrets, mystery, heartbreak, and much much more.
I AM SO SORRY BUT THIS HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED SINCE I CRINGE AT IT EVERY TIME. I WILL HOWEVER WRITE NEW STORIES AS I HAVE IMPROVED A LOT SO LOOK OUT FOR THOSE 💖