My Pack Calls Me Iris, But His Calls Me Luna [ON HOLD]
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  • Reads 416
  • Votes 68
  • Parts 12
  • Time 57m
Ongoing, First published Jul 09, 2020
Mature
Would you believe me if I said I stopped a war just by being born? Well, you should because that's exactly what I did.

I am the first hybrid between a witch, a vampire, and a Lycan. Even though without trying I'm stronger than anyone in my pack and everyone respects me. If they don't I give them a reason to. 

I don't want a mate.

Mates wake you stronger and weaker at the same time, but once I find my mate I will start getting the heat until he marks me. I refuse to find a mate, but my dad decides that since I'm 18 I have to line up when the Alpha's come to look for their mates.

My pack was a mixture between, werewolves, vampires, and witches. Unlike any other. Vampires and witches were my mom's pack and she is the queen. She had mated with my father and had me which ended up stopping the war between Werewolves, Vampires, and Witches.

Their packs came together and now we have the most amount of land in the entire world and a good amount of people.
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