Bound To The Alpha

Bound To The Alpha

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Lavena, a small child watches from afar as her family is slaughtered by a vicious Kabukimono gang. She fled into the woods, jumping over branches and rocks, to find a place to hide. Eventually, she crawled into a space under a log and began to quietly wait. After several moments, she hears a rustle nearby. She was preparing to crawl out and run when an alpha jumped out of a bush and approached her in a curious manner. He licks her face and nestles up against her. He was petting the friendly creature when a ronin from the gang found her and drew his weapon. The alpha whips around, jumps on the ronin, and bites his throat. The ronin collapses on the ground, clutching his neck, as he bleeds out and dies. Once the ronin is no longer a threat, the alpha prances back to her and jumps over her head. She got up and looked over the log to see that the alpha had transformed into a handsome man. "You are my mate, chosen by fate."
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