A Dying Legacy

A Dying Legacy

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 28, 2023
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Fantasy
22 years ago, when Caterina was nothing more than a grapefruit sized fetus, a pandemic turned the world werewolves had known upside down. She-woves across the globe fell sick to this virus. Unfortunately, not all she-wolves survived. And, as the birth rate of pups quickly plummeted to zero, it was soon realized that those who had lived-from babes to adultes-had been rendered infertile from the virus. For a time, the solution was to take up humans as mates to keep the werewold population from during out. But the problem in that-wolves would still die out once the genes were diluted from constant human breeding. The only she-wolves safe from the virus's ill-fate were those in their mother's womb, just waiting to be brought into this world when the pandemic swept the country. This realization came to be 11 years after the pandemic, and now Caterina and the few she-wolves like her became thek hunted. Their fertility turning them into an exotic they every male wolf wanted, but not all could have. As Caterina lived in the shadows and on the run, she wondered if she would ever find her Mate to bear him pups...or would she be caught, shared and bread by a pack first?
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With his eyes trained on me he growls, "Unchain me." The supervisor chirps quietly, "I can't." His head swivels to her, and his fists are clenched in anger, "LET ME TOUCH WHAT IS MINE!" My eyes widen at the Alpha tone in his voice, and my stomach starts fluttering when I realize he called me his. Alpha. My mate is an Alpha. Which means I am a Luna, but I am a human. My heart breaks, a human cannot be Luna. --- When a girl turns eleven she is sent away to a camp, where she will meet her mate. Everyday the girls walk across a platform passing multiple werewolves that have just turned eighteen, praying that one of them is her mate. Cosette never thought she would find her mate because she is human. But she does find her mate, and he's an Alpha. How can a human be Luna without disrupting the pack's way of life?

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