The Alphas Game

The Alphas Game

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Elizabeth was raised by her father away from the prying eye of werewolves until she received an invitation to participate in the annual mating games. Only going on a false assurance she could leave after 3 days Elizabeth finds herself running from a cold hearted Alpha with a taste for games. Trapped in an arena with a Alpha determined to claim her, Elizabeth tries to bargain for her freedom. Game on Alpha
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Mia is a sassy girl and a werewolf with an honest heart and, she lives with her father and her older brother, her father is the beta of her pack, Silver Moon Pack. One night, she went to a party. That night she meets new friends who are from a different pack. And at that moment she also meets the alpha of Blood Stone Pack. Her mate. Blaze is an alpha of his pack, the Blood Stones pack is known to be the largest and the strongest pack in America, no packs could fight them or beat them mostly it's better to not make the ruthless alpha an enemy. The jealous, possessive Italian man meet his mate at a party, as soon as he took a glimpse of her face, he swore to himself to never let her go and to never give her up to another man. "I was only talking to him." She said fiercely. "Oh yeah, well it seems that you were flirting with him." He scoffed. "No I wasn't Blaze, stop being so jealous!" She shouted at him, his eyes turned into a dark colour, his wolf took partly control of him. "Fuck off, I'm not jealous, I'm territorial. Jealousy is when you want something that's not yours. Territorial is protecting what's already yours." Blaze said gripping Mia waist forcefully and inhaled his mate scents. She's only my luna and I will fucking kill them if they touch or glance at my mate. Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment. WARNING: THERE WILL BE CURSING WORDS AND MATURE CONTENT. COMPLETED 1# HIGHEST RANKING IN ALPHA 1# HIGHEST RANKING IN POSSESSIVE 3# HIGHEST RANKING IN SELFISH

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