The Alpha And His White Rosebud

The Alpha And His White Rosebud

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(❌Disclaimer❌Guys Please Don't judge me this is my first story writing There will be) 1.) Bad spelling 😭 (cuz a girl can't spell sometimes) 2.) Spicy Scenes🔥(smutt is my fav parts of books sometimes leave me alone I been wantin so spicy too) 3.) Slow updates This story is about a girl name Gia Whitmore she is in Silver Moon Pack And she is 17 and is loved by her Father -her Mother died when she was 15 sadly- and she has amazing loyal friends and is suicidal af but soon. A boy named Emmett Blacksmith the future alpha of the Blood Moon Pack and is looking for his mate. But once every year his family would throw a celebration Party with all the the neighboring Packs For those who don't have a mate so they can find there's when he and his twin sister Rose are talking the wind blows then he stops ans smells the air to smell the most calming scent he has ever smelled before of lavender and waterfalls and he turns around to find then scent he looks directly into Gia's eyes and then he says "mate" and then........................... Read to find out..... 😈
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My name is Jess pierce, and I'm a Werewolf. I'm 17 years old, and my Father is the alpha of the dark moon pack in the out-skirts of Savannah, Georgia. To be completely honest with you, my life is pretty much perfect; I was spoiled as a child (I still am), but not to the point of being rotten, I have no enemies and a ton of friends, I've been prom queen two years in a row, and every boy in our Pack wants to be with me. How is it that it took me years to create this perfect life, but it only took reading two words to turn it completely up side down? (Also check out my other story, The Alphas Son! And if you're looking for a non werewolf story check out Butterfly Garden!) **Warning- the story starts off with her being a little arrogant, but don't let that scare you off! It doesn't last longer than the first chapter, I only wrote it like that to make the introduction more to the point!

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