getting there

getting there

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 8, 2015
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this is not your average love story this couple must go too high and beyond to stay together because society wants their kind to be dead well the werewolf society and what's worse everyone knows about werewolf's, vampires etc. its not a good thing because the humans don't care about them all they care about is if they will be mated to one. one thing that gets under everyone's skin is that if your a lesbian or gay just consider yourself dead because you are considered the lowest of the low. human or non human. I am a lesbian non human....well a lesbian werewolf. my name is joyful storm. yes I know such a unique name but whatever so I am going to let you know of how I met my lesbian mate and how we are going to find the myth pack......
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"Help us..." I look down, seeing two twins sitting on the ground, backs leaning against the wall. As it rains I can see them trembling pitifully in the cold rain, as I was warm under my umbrella. They both clung to one another and it made me remember when I was younger and loved my sibling... Now seeing people with their siblings sickens me. "I will be of no use to help you Omegas." I say with a sneer at the edge of my voice, smirking as I feel satisfied. As I walk on, my feet become planted in the ground. My expensive boots become flooded with rain as I can't seem to move from my spot. But this smell... No, it can't be. I feel claws growing slowly, my breathing becoming heavy as my vision blurs in this already blurry world. I twist around, seeing those twins looking up at me with horror in their eyes. I start stepping towards them. "Stay away, please!" One of them gets up, standing in front of other, trying to protect his weaker twin. I grab his wrist, my claws sinking into his skin. His skin becoming pale as my teeth grind. "Mine." HIGHEST RANK: #25 in Werewolf #2 in #mxfxm

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