She's my mate, but she's practically dead.

She's my mate, but she's practically dead.

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My name is Oddin Sermon, and I'm a werewolf. I've been through some shit. But it doesn't matter, because this is the worst thing that could have happened. My situation right now is fucked up. It's like being a bird, that's can't fly. A penguin. You feel useless without that one thing that makes you your own creature. I have an active imagination, and if you don't like what I'm doing, or what I make up (there will be things I make up. It's MY story for crying out loud, you don't have to be rude) Thanks if you don't complain about it, or aren't rude about anything.
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Sanity

Drifting through the days with her group of friends, Sammy only cared about escaping it all with the help of casual sex, drugs, and alcohol until she met Brett. He swept her away, and the werewolf world consumed her. Partying took a backseat to the passion and danger filled life as an alpha's mate took over. Suddenly she finds herself struggling with what is real. "Hello Samantha. Do you remember me?" His voice rang in my brain clear and deep. I nodded my head, shock covering my face. Noticing it he reassured me, "Don't be afraid. You know me, my voice. Listen and breathe. You are safe with me." He kept talking to me in my mind. Focusing on the voice I almost didn't realize he was sifting back into his human form. "Brett?" I questioned him aloud. "Yes." He answered simply. "We must go, follow me." "Where are we going?" "Trust me. You are safe." He held out his hand, and I broke eye contact. Looking down at his hand I noticed his naked skin. His body tensed; it was as if he could sense my attraction the instant I felt it. "I'm sorry." I said looking away as I realized I had been starring. "It isn't anything to be embarrassed about. It's an animal instinct. It's natural. Humans only suppress it because they think it's rude. It isn't." He didn't say it like he was bragging but instead with a reassuring confidence about him. "It's actually extremely attracting when a female shows arousal outright." I was shocked; he described me like a lioness in heat. Almost as if my attraction to him was a sign saying 'come get me.' It made me extremely uncomfortable.

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