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The love of my life he was only 18 years old and we we're riding in a pick up truck and we crashed in to another car and all I remember is that someone called 911 and then I woke up in a hospital and I freaked out because I didn't know where I was at first but then I remembered the crash that I had and I remembered my Boyfirend kaleb he was with me,he was the driving.So the doctor came in and I asked where he was and she calmly said I'm sorry but....he's gone instantly I started crying like the world was to an end because I felt like I couldn't live without him I loved him sooo much and he told me before the car reck he loved me sooo much too I'm sooo sorry to say this but its like if he knew we were about to crash.He held me tightly,before the crash and now he's gone.the same doctor came in and I asked how did he die she said when the ambulance got there he was already dead and u h concussion and passed out for a couple of hours,the engine crushed his rib cage in an instant he
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The pain was too intense. I had no one. Parents? My mother died in a fire. Father couldn't stand seeing how much I looked like my mother. Sibling? My father still believed my mother was alive a hiding, and never met anyone. «¥» I was slowly dying inside. My pack was in a war. Fighting against the most toughest, harsh, and rough pack known in North and South America. When the alpha turns out to be my mate I'm not concerned about, by him. «¥» There's an inferno burning me inside and out. My pack was slowly breaking down,brick by brick. I tried to make excuses for why he did that to me Stress? Tired? But when he rejected me, I left, with a burden. «¥» The passion of hurt started from the balls of my feet and ran upward. I was lost. Pain was an understatement. I would have died. We would have died. If the pack attacking my old pack hadn't kidnapped me. If then I wouldn't have found my second chance mate. «¥» Follow the life of Bethany. And see how it plays out.

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