Not My Mate
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MatureOngoing16m
Last published Sun, May 15, 2022
Anubia Himenez, a normal 21 years old girl, living a normal life, with a normal family and normal friends... but when the night comes, she changes completely, and she becomes the exact opposite of what people think she is.
Logan Bennet, a powerful 32 years old woman, owner of the Bennet Empire and lots of law firms around the world. Everyone fears her, but at the same time would want to be her or with her. But the truth is that she's a werewolf, and the Alpha of the biggest and most powerful pack in the world, the "Moonlight Pack". Even though she looks emotionless, the only thing she wants is to find her mate, in fact she has been looking for her for years, but little did she know she's going to find much more.
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"Everything's wrong, we are not supposed to do this, this isn't how things should be, I should just get away from you and let you find the real love of your lif-"
"shh" Logan brushed my lips with her thumb, stopping me from saying what I was about to say.
"Maybe things weren't supposed to turn out this way, but I'm glad I have you, and I sure as hell won't let anyone get in between us, so don't ever tell me this again" without even realizing it, our faces were getting closer and our lips were inches apart. Even if no one understands our love for each other it doesn't matter to us, for us.. this is normal, and this is exactly how things are supposed to be.
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