I look alive I'm dead inside <Crew>

I look alive I'm dead inside <Crew>

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A collab with JustProxy and me, JasonInFlames. The young female looked outside her window, watching the rain fall slowly. "Raven, what can I give you to make you feel better?" The male asked sitting next to her. "Nothing. As long as I'm stuck in this hell of a world nothing can replace this." She said and he sighed. "What about friendship, trust, love?" She glanced up slightly with some glee in her eyes. "Trust? Friendship?" He nodded and a slight smile appeared. "I would like to see what those things are. Can you teach me?" She asked and he nodded quickly, the smile widening. Raven has never had the best life. Bullied, pushed down, her alcoholic parent She was forced to grow up fast and learn to never have fun, smile, or laugh. One day her mother kicked her out, forcing to live on the streets. A young male finds her only to try to make her happy again.
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Mia is a sassy girl and a werewolf with an honest heart and, she lives with her father and her older brother, her father is the beta of her pack, Silver Moon Pack. One night, she went to a party. That night she meets new friends who are from a different pack. And at that moment she also meets the alpha of Blood Stone Pack. Her mate. Blaze is an alpha of his pack, the Blood Stones pack is known to be the largest and the strongest pack in America, no packs could fight them or beat them mostly it's better to not make the ruthless alpha an enemy. The jealous, possessive Italian man meet his mate at a party, as soon as he took a glimpse of her face, he swore to himself to never let her go and to never give her up to another man. "I was only talking to him." She said fiercely. "Oh yeah, well it seems that you were flirting with him." He scoffed. "No I wasn't Blaze, stop being so jealous!" She shouted at him, his eyes turned into a dark colour, his wolf took partly control of him. "Fuck off, I'm not jealous, I'm territorial. Jealousy is when you want something that's not yours. Territorial is protecting what's already yours." Blaze said gripping Mia waist forcefully and inhaled his mate scents. She's only my luna and I will fucking kill them if they touch or glance at my mate. Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment. WARNING: THERE WILL BE CURSING WORDS AND MATURE CONTENT. COMPLETED 1# HIGHEST RANKING IN ALPHA 1# HIGHEST RANKING IN POSSESSIVE 3# HIGHEST RANKING IN SELFISH

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