My 12 year old mate!!!

My 12 year old mate!!!

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"My name is Alexis this is my story." Alexis Washington is a 12 year old werewolf kinda still growing pup. Her mother and father are abusive and she is the pack omega. Her mother and father always say she can never escape until one day she gets the chance to . She finds herself on A different packs territory. Will the pack accept or repel her? Guys if you read my story just know this. Abuse is real. Kids and adults get abused everyday. If you are abused or see or know someone who is abused or abusive , repot it! It could mean someone's life.
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This story is about a dog who was abused and ran away, she found her way into a wolf pack where the Alpha of the pack took interest in her. All she wanted was a family and someone to love her, and thankfully the Alpha and his pack found it in their heart to love her the way that she deserved. "Are you going to ignore me the whole way back?" Night asked walking silently behind me, funny how the tables have turned. "You'd have to try to talk to me in order for me to ignore you" I say matter of factly. I heard a small scoff come from behind me. What the hell was his problem? He's the one that was ignoring me and now that I'm not trying to talk to him, I'm ignoring him? I stopped in my tracks and turned around. Night had to roughly stop so he wouldn't run into me. "Talk" I say curling my tail around my legs, he just blinked at me "about?" He asked. I glared at him "you wanted to talk, let's talk" he didn't say anything. What the hell? Now all of a sudden he doesn't want to talk? I stood back up and started walking back, a Sigh was heard behind me but i kept walking. There was no point in trying to strike a conversation with night. Neither one of us knew what to say, and honestly I enjoyed the silence. It gave me time to think about everything. Follow the dog who was later named Alaska through her story. Will she be happy? Will Charlie her human leave her alone? Is she safe? Find out...

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