Hatred's Brand
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In werewolf society there are few things as important as the Mate Bond. As civilization grew and new packs began to form, the act of finding your mate became more difficult. It wasn't till the late 19th century that werewolves as a collective, came up with a solution to this problem.
It became customary that after young werewolf came of age, once a year they would gather in a chosen pack's territory. This event was considered a great honor to host. A huge week long party with the goal of helping werewolves find their other half.
After holding one, it was said the moon goddess would bless that pack with prosperity for the rest of the year. This year the gathering is to be held in the IronBlood Pack's land. A pack that remained secluded from the rest of werewolf society until only a few years previous.
What will happen when Alexander Costa, the eldest son of the Alpha king; attending the gathering for the third time. Begins to smell the intoxicating scent of freshly fallen rain and cinnamon wafting from the pack cells.
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This story may also be a bit chaotic as I post it, I will occasionally go back through the story to edit those chaotic parts. ADHD makes it hard to put down all my ideas in a cohesive way.
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Re-posting. The common story is that finding a mate is supposed to make the wolf stronger. For an alpha, finding his mate, blessed by the moon goddess, strengthens the pack. But there can be such darkness hidden in that dynamic. Even those of cruel hearts can seek the power of a mate. And the damage they cause might not ever be healed. ***** Prologue: Drip. Drip. Drip. The rhythm or the water would have been soothing if it hadn't been so cruel. Drip. As it was, it was nothing more than a taunting form of torture. Drip. Ears could hear the soft thudding of raindrops at the end of the hall as a door was pulled open in squeaking protests and then shut with a harsh metallic clang. How the rain made its way into the depths of the cement room, it didn't matter. It was there. Drip. Step. Drip. Step. The footsteps were strong and full of purpose. Though just as unwanted as the drops of water that fell too far out of reach. Unable to quench the dehydrated desperation chained to the wall. Drip. Step. Drip. Step. Only one set of footsteps. There was no question of the destination or purpose that carried them down the hall. Not that it was a surprise. It was always the same. First the pain, then the visit. The cell door opened to darkness. There was no energy to move, not even enough to will eyelids to open. Not that it mattered. The visit never changed. What more could be said? What more could be done? All that mattered was that stale, barely edible food was only given after he was done. Only then, could there be any comfort from hell. ***** WARNING- This story does delve into topics of kidnapping, imprisonment, rape, murder, and violence. Though the scenes are not explicitly detailed, underage readers are discouraged. Also note that I do not own the rights to any photos I have or might post for this story. Just photos I found online, cropped and edited. The story however, is all mine. No copy of content is permitted.
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