*ON HOLD* Broken Binds

*ON HOLD* Broken Binds

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***Originally called Rules are meant to be Broken*** *( sequel to Being my Enemies Mate. DO NOT have to read the first story to understand this one. )* what happens if your mate turns out to be the one thing were wolfs hate the most? what happens if you are hiding a secret that nobody knows? what happens if your the only hope to end a war? what happens if the only way to be with your mate is to break the law and rules of the super naturals? Well, Rules are meant to be broken. Welcome to the life of Celeste Johnson.
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When Josephine returned to her home town after the death of her parents she was prepared to take a job at the local hospital. She wasn't prepared to run head first into her werewolf mate. She spent her entire childhood as the wolfless daughter of an Alpha who thought his own Luna was weak for not having a wolf. He sacrificed his pack and the legacy of his bloodline to ensure power for himself. Now, it's up to Josephine and her Alpha, August, to save their entire pack, but they aren't prepared for the war they just joined. "Mr. August Hayes was responsible for the cinnamon rolls and the smell of fall spices. If it wasn't his intense body language or the burning gaze staring into my soul giving it away, it would have been those electric blue eyes. The same ones that stole my sleep. I gulped. Why me? I squirmed uncomfortably in front of the panel as Dr. Grace led me to my chair. She was eyeballing me with a look that told me I had to pull it together. I sat down and quickly crossed my legs, trying to make myself smaller. Nurse Kasey was smirking at me, giving me a knowing look. Great, another one. I sighed through my mouth, careful not to inhale anymore of his scent. I had to get it together. I couldn't be the doctor from New York City who strolled into Little Compton hospital and made herself look like a complete idiot. I plastered on a smile." Book #1 of the Royal Legacy series (can be read individually)

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