the Alphas daughters mate
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  • Reads 23,112
  • Votes 657
  • Parts 20
  • Time 25m
Complete, First published Oct 02, 2014
just for your info the girls name is Elizabeth and she is a werewolf. she just moved to a new school in a different state because her father got offered the job of the packs beta and he accepted. Elizabeth, also called Lizziey, meets her mate. what will happen? this is a girlxgirl story. no rude comments please. OH and my bff Liz this has nothing to do with you for the final time. I was stumped on names when you texted me. so..... yeah.
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