Otaku and Geek

Otaku and Geek

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*RANDOM UPDATES* All other werewolf stories are so complicated- almost impossible and stressful. I've come up with a solution in my own original idea. Let's make it simple with a hint of reality. ~~~ Lyra, a werewolf, belongs to the Storm Pack. The Storm Pack has 108 members. In packs, finding your mate is hard. Only four couples find each other in the same pack each three years. If you're not one of those, it's good hunting to you. Lyra knows this, but it's none of her concern. A mate is the last thing she cares about. She's an otaku; a fangirl. She loves anime and old school bands! The only problem is most of the pack is made of popular kids, jocks, and directioners/beliebers. This makes being an otaku wolf hard. In this pack, it's survival of the coolest, and Lyra seems to be losing.
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My body shook with fear, I hugged my knees to my chest, hidden in the small closet in my childhood bedroom at the pack house. My fingers were scabbed and bloody from my constant nibbling and picking at the skin. A stress induced behaviour. ''𝘿𝙚𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙚...'' A voice snarled my nickname, prolonging each syllable just to torment me. I covered my mouth in an attempt to muffle my sporadic breaths. ''𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚.... 𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.'' It snickered, its amusement evident. I sobbed, it knew where I was. It was playing with me. Like a cat with a mouse. Only this was no cat. This was a lycan. A merciless, demonic, alpha lycanthrope. Blurb: Desdemona Price thought when she finally found her mate she would be happy. But she was wrong, he was an evil man, who had no care for her or the mate bond. It soon became clear to her that only one of them would survive. She did what she had to do. Leaving behind her pac and everything she'd known. But then her whole life changed when she was given a second mate, a chance to prove herself from the moon goddess. But can she trust him with the truth? Or is he just like her first mate? ⚠️Mature (18+ Readers Advised)🔞⚠️

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