Unwanted and Given Away

Unwanted and Given Away

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You would think that being a Werewolf Princess would be great; but for 16 year-old Mackenzie Jacobs it's not. She's the middle daughter of the King and she is often abused and neglected. So what happens when she finds out she has to marry one of the most ruthless Alphas in the kingdom? Read to find out...
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Mackenna, a 20 year old werewolf girl was beaten and bruised for most of her life. She was kept hostage by Jake, a sadistic psychopath who kidnapped woman and children for ransom, and for his own sick pleasure. He had no mercy, so no mercy was shown to him. After escaping one's harmful arms she fell into another because of a rivalry that has been going on. A love triangle. Mackenna barely remembers her family, but thanks to a prison she met a woman named Sophie who took the role of Mac's mother. For eleven years Soph was the only one she trusted. Will Mackenna finally be able to escape agony, or will she be trapped in a world full of pain forever. What would happen and who will she meet on this adventure she calls life? ◇◇◇ I stood up and stared in terror about what was playing out in front of me. Three wolves fighting for blood. Both the older wolf and Jonathan jumped the unknown wolf drawing blood but the wolf got some unknown strength and punched them off of him. He recovered and came running at me. I started to run away but later felt hands grabbing me and felt something sharp against my neck. "Don't. Move." Warned an icy cold voice that I got used to but dreaded to hear from again ◇◇◇ Started - 26/03/2020 Finished - 22/04/2020 Published on 18/10/2020 for my sister Sintíché's 19th birthday.

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