a cheshers tale
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Last published Fri, Apr 10, 2020
kita, forgotten and ignored by most anyone. but than again it's his fault for hiding from them. after all who would wanna hang around a gay cat that can have kids with himself? only other cheshers. but than again, what if he stepped out of the shadows and into the sight of everyone. after all he's able to blend in with everyone else humans and supernaturals, so why not? what could go wrong?
serious, a mackenzie Valley wolf chesher hybrid. his mother was a chesher while his father was a shifter from the mackenzie Valley werewolf tribe. his whole pride was killed shortly after his birth, and due to his small size the attackers left him to die. had he been a full wolf he would have been raised by his prides attackers and if he was full chesher, they would have killed him right then and there, after all a baby chesher is more dangerous than the adult. but the next day the midnight sun pride arrived at the wreckage and searched for survivor's, the only one they found was serious a hybrid with very little power but blood of poison.
Alexander Wang, the next alpha of the blood moon pack. ever since he was fifteen he new he played for the other team, and wanted nothing more than a mate that was confident on pack land but submissive in the bedroom. every night he prayed to the moon goddess for that exact mate. but maybe he prayed too hard, the next day his eyes landed on a boy kicking the football teams ass. but the odd thing is it seemed like the non of the football players hits were making contact, it's like their fists just passed right through him. one more thing, why the hell is their a wolf wearing a serives dog vest?!
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