I'm Human...maybe

I'm Human...maybe

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Paranormale
They think I'm human; I'm not though I'm just like them... I've never known my Father, to me he was just a stranger that I didn't want to give my time to get to know. But my mother always told me things about him. When I reached the age of 10 my mother told me something that would blow my mind away. My father was a werewolf an Alpha. The reason she told me was because something happened that night...I changed into a white wolf. I was like my Father apparently because I radiated power but the more she told me the more I wanted to be human. When I reached 12 my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Though the years I watched as my mother slowly died in front of me. When I turned 17 my mother was taken into hospital she had gotten so sick she needed around the clock care. 2 months before I turned 18 she passed away leaving me with only one choice... I had to meet my Father. From there shit hit the fan. So grab your overalls and umbrellas. Your gonna need them. Secrets exposed and lives threatened.
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Fate. Everyone swears it's beautiful. That the goddess knows best. That when she hands you a mate, it's the perfect match, written in the stars. Sounds sweet, right? Yeah, tell that to me-an omega who's spent his whole life being treated like trash by the pack that should've been my family. My father, the almighty Alpha of the BloodRose Shadows, made sure I knew what disappointment looked like before he walked out. My mom stayed, but that didn't stop the whispers, the stares, the hands that shoved me lower every chance they got. Around here, "omega" just means servant. Disposable. Forgettable. Now the clock's ticking. In two days, I turn eighteen. In two days, the goddess will chain me to someone for the rest of my life. My mate. My "perfect other half." Can you feel the excitement? Yeah, me neither. This is my story-of fate's cruel joke, of blood that never protected me, and of the bond I never asked for. Because destiny doesn't always save you. Sometimes, it just breaks you. WARNING!! Mentions of Abuse SH Homophobia Smut BxB

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