My Irish Mate

My Irish Mate

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I could feel him; I knew my mate was here and so did my wolf. She was screaming at me to find him, to find the other half of our soul. I apologize in advance for mistakes, I'm writing this on my phone so there will be some
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(Completed) My back ran into the wood door as he held my arms at my side, my breath heavy and my knees weak. "Say it." He demanded. I shook my head and tried to free myself from his strong hold, but I had no luck. "I said say it!" He shouted again. I looked him dead in the eye as his grip on my wrists tightened. "No." I shake my head slightly, praying he would let go. "Anna I said-" "I won't reject you!" Annalee Evens watched her pack burn to the ground after her parents, the Alpha and Luna, died in a rouge attack along with her brother and sister. The pack never truly healed, and the pain of loosing them ruined her. She will no longer stay there in her sorrows, she is going to leave, even if that means becoming rouge. But her journey is cut short when she meets her mate, the Alpha with a temper, and with secrets. Anna will not only discover things about her mate, but dangerous aspects of herself. Warning: Very old and poorly written. I DO NOT recommend you spend your time on this!!! *previously All I Wanted was a Mate and All I Wanted was a Chance* All rights reserved Highest ranked: #8 in werewolf Copyright © 2020

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