The forbidden rule (MxM)   (A werewolf story)

The forbidden rule (MxM) (A werewolf story)

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I kolan Bexton, in and out of control, I will forever want a dominant even if it's a forbidden rule number one. I have written many stories. But I still suck at the description. Please read and find out.
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⚠️MATURE READERS ONLY⚠️ DARK ROMANCE ⚠️ They called me the Chosen One, but I never asked to be chosen. My survival was not a blessing; it was a scar etched into my soul, a reminder of a fate that defied the natural order. They revere me for enduring the unendurable, but they do not see the price I paid-or the darkness that followed. In a world where the Moon's will shapes destiny, I have always been an outlier, my existence whispered about in fear and awe. My path was not meant to cross with his-Tadeus, the son of gods and the heir to power unimaginable. Unmerciful and grim, he was destined for a bond that promised greatness, a future that did not include me. But when our worlds collide, the pull between us is undeniable, perpetual, and utterly forbidden. What begins as a reluctant alliance becomes something far more dangerous, testing the boundaries of fate, loyalty, and the truth of what the Moon has planned. Ours is a connection that should not exist, a bond forged in defiance of the natural order. Where his touch ignites, it also destroys, and every moment I spend in his shadow feels like a war between my survival instincts and the dangerous allure of surrender. His pain mirrors my own, but it is his darkness that calls to me-a feral, ceaseless need that promises ruin. With every choice we make, we teeter on the edge of a revelation that could upend everything we know about destiny and desire. But the deeper I fall into his world-and his arms-the more I wonder: Am I defying fate, or fulfilling it?

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