Ascension of a Gamma (SAMPLE)

Ascension of a Gamma (SAMPLE)

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I always knew who I was born to be, but the Goddess had other plans. She deprived me of the one thing I needed to fulfill my duty. I disappointed my pack, I lost the ones I loved, and my purpose was losing its worth. I persevered for years, waiting for the day I could leave my pack. But my plans were thwarted yet again when She fated me as mate to an infamous Alpha. It would've been alright had I not known about his dirty little secret. Lost and confused, who would've known that I would one day stumble upon something that would undo everything I knew about the past. And as a result, I'd find myself asking about my real identity and destiny. I'm Anna Bella Fiora, future Head Gamma of the White Lake pack. Well, at least I thought I was.
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No one can prepare you for the moment your life is ripped apart and thrown into the depths of hell. I trusted my parents and believed their love was unconditional - until I sat with their blood staining my hands. The day I was taken from my old life was the day I died inside. Everything that made me who I am was lost in an instant. Now, trapped as a prisoner in his grasp, he hungers for me but I want no part of him. Every second here crushes my soul, reminding me that this is not where I am meant to be. I crave escape with every fiber of my being, or so I thought. But as the days drag on and my will to resist weakens, control slips through my fingers like sand, leaving me at the mercy of his twisted desires. The longer I stay the more I'm starting to lose control.

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