This Love of Ours

This Love of Ours

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Paranormal
-Clover Davis- Wolf Creek is a small mountain town. The shifter community feels even smaller. The Ursa house came to power a few years before I started high school and it's their rules that restrict predators and prey alike. It's been this way for fifteen years. Everyone in the community seems to know exactly what to do with their lives. What they want for dinner, what goals they want to pursue, but all I feel is lost. At 27 years old I, Clover Davis, should know where my life is going but I'm stuck replaying the same routine every day until my best friend Talia drags me to some witchy traffic light party. -Killian Morgan- It's been five years since our house lost its leader to the head of the Ursa house and they became the alpha pack. The leaders of the shifters. It created a division on shifter row that was reinforced by their underground hunting ring that has left prey shifters too scared to leave their homes on certain nights. Their claim of being the alpha pack has put the entire community in unrest. To protect the family that I've found and the home we've built, I won't stop until the blood of Kingsly Ursa coats my hands.
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Being born an alpha means you're on top of the food chain. You can challenge other alphas to take over a pack. You have amazing strength, speed, and endurance. No one looks down on you. Oliver was born in the Northern Pack. He was small as a child, also having been born small to two betas of the pack; his mother having recessive alpha genes. There were yearly parties that celebrated children turning 17. That was the age they could shift into their wolf form and find their mate. Children had the scent of their secondary gender once born, determining what they were from birth. An alpha, beta, or omega. Oliver, who had been excited since the moment he understood what being an alpha meant, was more than excited to shift into his wolf. To find his mate and fall in love. He had already been trained for fighting (all young alpha and beta children were). But the day of the party, at the stroke of midnight, was the moment Oliver's life changed forever. Oliver wasn't just an alpha. No. He was a submissive alpha. Exceedingly rare and looked down upon as unnecessary. Their only use was as a possible breeder to guarantee alpha children; if they tested as fertile. They were given no option to find their mate, practically thrown around as an incubator for any alpha to use at their pleasure. Oliver said fuck you.

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