Do You Like Peaches?

Do You Like Peaches?

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Someone once told me animals naturally form packs. Whether you are an insect, a bird, a predator, or a prey. Social cliques among animals are what holds the ecosystem and numbers stable. Take wolves for example; those that fail to become alphas, harbor the burden of failure. Carnivores naturally form social hierarchies within their packs. Herbivores however, sacrifice their comrades to evade their predators and live on. In this world forming packs yields benefits for the individual, a solitary wolf cannot survive alone. A wolf strives to survive. It strives for power to feed its hunger because without power they cannot have the strength to form packs. Thus they must fight against one another to earn their way to the top of their food chain. Wolves strive to live because a lone wolf- is a dead wolf. This isn't your average werewolf story. It's far from it. (Note: May contain foul language, violent behavior, cliff hangers, too much hormones, hangry characters, and not enough sleep...just saying) © Copyright 2022 All work is property of Officially_JReese, any unauthorized copying, manipulation distribution, duplication or reproduction of all part of the work without explicit permission by the author is illegal. Any infringement of this copyright is punishable by law.
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This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>

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