I just punched my alpha mate?

I just punched my alpha mate?

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Hazel wasn't your average 17 year old girl. She was a werewolf. And no, before you ask. Vampires aren't real. You sound ridiculous, those are just in the movies. This isn't twilight. Hazel did not want to meet her mate but luck seems to be on the complete opposite side of hers, and it happens to be her own alpha who she is destined to be with for the rest of her life. Hazels first instinct was to fight and then run. ------------------------------ As I walk into the bland high school I had been attending for the past 4 years. I didn't expect today to be different then any other day. And then it hit me. A strong smell of chocolate mixed with pine? Mate. Mate. Mate. Fuck. I whipped my head around looking around trying to pinpoint the scent. Then we locked eyes. Alpha Cole. The alpha was my mate. This is about to make my life a lot harder then it ever needed to be. Curse you moon goddess. Within a blink of my eye he appears in front of me growling mate and puts his hands on my waist. I did the only thing I knew how to do. I fought. My fight or flight kicked in at the same time and I damn near through my heart would burst by the simple touch. Taking a deep swift breath I brought my fist backwards closed my eyes and I swung and my fist made contact with his face. The school went silent. Seriously. You could've heard a pin drop. He was stunned and dropped his hands from me and I did the second best thing I know how to do. I ran. Thinking to myself as I pushed my legs further and further. I just punched my alpha mate. Fuck. Me. ------ highest placements #101 in alphafemale
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This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>

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