The School of Rejects

The School of Rejects

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Welcome to the School of Rejects, it is this place which gives purpose to a rejected werewolf. Our biology is intricately made by the Moon Goddess herself. Being a werewolf is a joy in itself. We have accomplished alot. Hiding behind the shadows and being part of biggest accomplishments. Making and breeding families. And giving birth to legends is something akin to werewolves. Our kind has fared well in this society and hopefully in the future too. Even though werewolves are doing so much for the society but we have still failed with handling rejected. Many of them turn rogues, kill themselves or are sexually assaulted. Here, we give them an opportunity to grow. Rejection is not easy. It changes a werewolf. They become a shell of the person they were. But things are going to change for better. They too can guide and lead us. After all they are werewolves. And there is nothing a werewolf cannot do. Meet Aria, the reject of Alpha of Wolf Nation Pack. Who has recently joined School of Rejects. Join her journey through heartbreak and finding her self again. But is it easier said than done?
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Original and un-edited version of my first book "The Kings Luna" In all it's grammar errors and cheesy snd boring storyline . !!Disclaimer!! This book is for entertainment purposes only and may not be copied and used by anyone or any application. The large door closed and he turned to face me. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander. He was incredibly built. Chest muscles bulging and his biceps balls of strength. His long legs were swelling with muscle. He looked like a perfect Greek statue. No, he was a perfect Greek god. He turned to me and growled. "Mate," the word left our lips in unison without even the slightest amount of effort. His eyes returned to normal color as he studied my face. Noticing my slight fear he spoke, "I'm sorry, my love," reaching over and grabbing my hand and placing a gentle kiss on my knuckles. "Tu sei la donna più Bella che abbia mai messo gli occhi su," he spoke in an unfamiliar, yet beautiful language. He kissed my hand and caressed my face. "What does that mean?" He chuckled loudly filling the room with his sexy raspy voice. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on," he answered. "What is your name my love?" "Bianca North," I spoke proudly. "Not for long," he smirked.

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