Mates with Alpha Dylan
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  • Reads 5,971
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  • Parts 27
  • Time 2h 58m
Ongoing, First published Feb 02, 2015
Mature
"...that feeling came back...

Hard. 

Suddenly my vision became blurry I could barely see and I jolted as I felt the link with my pack break. 

My brain was pounding against my skull so hard I thought a vein would burst. 

Simultaneously the link between my dad and I grew weaker, until it was almost gone. 

Something so faint it felt as if it was never there. 

A fiery pang in my chest left me breathless. 

I'm stumbling towards the exit, knocking everything down as I go. 

 As much as I didn't want to believe it, I knew it could only mean one thing-- 

I've just lost my entire pack. 

And my father. 

All at once. 

Someone. 

Anyone.  

Please tell me this isn't happening..."
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My new form

33 parts Complete Mature

On my 16th birthday I thought my dad was a nut case. He talked about being a witch and werewolf hybrid mix in a long line of the almost extinct crescent moon pack. My twin brother and I would never see each other after our transition. Only the stronger twin would survive. I didn't expect it to be me. I always thought I was the weaker twin. Now I'm the lone survivor of my pack. Training starts immediately. My mother was gone, my brother was dead and apparently I was a wanted witch-wolf hybrid by powerful deadly beings. My survival depended on this training. I was the sole survivor and the most strongest alpha in the world. All I had to do was find my strength and train. I needed to build my pack from scratch. Of course my brothers best friend was my omega. Could things get worse? The answer is yes. Things could get worse. Much much worse.