The Verdin Wolfs Mate
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She was tied to a chair and unconscious, "mate" my wolf stephan whispered in my mind. I rushed to untie her, she suddenly gained her consciousness and when i look into her eyes it was red. It was freaking red! Shocked was written all over my face. My luna, my other half, the soon to be leader of my pack is a vampire! The kind we wolves despise and hate, the kind that killed almost thousands of innocent wolves and humans. Why did the Goddess gave me such mate?!.
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Mysteries unfolding, questions been answered and dark scenarios taking over the book as they made their way of life with his mate to the world. The world that originally made each of their kind, vampires and wolves, hate and become enemies of each other. Will they be able to survive the wrath of what the world will give them? Or hold to each other as their fate was rise to be a mysterious one.
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