my mate
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Nathan is soon to be alpha of his pack. he has still not found his mate, he is to find his mate or his brother will take his position of alpha. he hates that he has not found his mate. he hates vampires with his entire being. vampires killed his sister. Anay is a purblood she was born a vampire. she is not like any other vampire she can run faster than the fastest vampire and werewolf put together. she has power over all vampires. she can manipulate people's fears and have them come to life for that person. she can change her looks (ex. change her hair from red to blonde in seconds). she can also control elements as well as heal people, she has not found her mate and is happy for that she does not believe in love she think of it as a weakness. when Nathan and Anay meet each other and find out that their mates what will they do reject each other or embrace their love?
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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