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Celadon

Celadon

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Romance
Book 1 of the Traditional Wolves series Taken from a decimated pack at the age of five the hybrid had become feral, locked away in the dark dungeons becoming numb to the pain. No one expected him to last long, yet here he was, seventeen years later, breathing yet unable to live. He could barely remember what the world outside the dark cage looked like let alone the feeling of a kind hand. The feral didn't expect it to come from a screeching pre teen on the verge of tears thrown carelessly into his cell. Nor did he expect the hand she held out to him as her pack came for her. Excerpt The chaos of war had settled, wounded being tended to as they all gathered to meet up with the rest of the pack. The small group paid no mind to it, their eyes drawn to the hybrid touching the grass as if it was a long lost friend. "I'm not leaving the feral" Harper spoke to them firmly "He's not feral pup, he's pack now" The alpha stated as he locked eyes with surprised yet curious celadon eyes.
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