Bound To The Enemy  (Ppg x Rrb)

Bound To The Enemy (Ppg x Rrb)

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In this universe you are ranked from Omega, Rouge, Beta and the highest of the ranks an Alpha Between the wars and the ranks the Moon Goddess herself chooses your fated mate, the person you are bound to for the rest of eternity. It's not a dramatic adventure with map to lead you to your mate, neither is it the red string of fate that humans have. You find your mate through their sent, technically your wolf recognizes your mate before you do. Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup are forced into an arranged marriage with the enemy pack, being Royal Omegas, they knew it would happen. Hell they've been given the speech for years, but here's the things with the girls. They wanted something better for packs all around the globe. Blossom wanted to lead her pack, she wanted to help ones in need through adding more to the pack, no matter their ranks. No matter how good her intentions were her father always made sure she knew that a female, let alone an Omega . "that's sexism" she'd always mumbled under her breath, yet no matter what she was told, she always figured out a plan before her father could. Bubbles, didn't want to be a leader. What she wanted was to help the people, she wanted to free the slaves. "without slaves you wouldn't have all the luxury items you have Bubbles" her father would say. She always tries reasoning that she doesn't need the luxurious items, it could've been used for something better. Her reasoning was always ignored. Buttercup wanted to be apart of the castle guard, she wanted to be a warrior. When she tried training with the guards her father would punish her by taking away her weapons. "your a female Omega, your meant to be protected not the other way around Buttercup" she always rolled her eyes at the sentence. Meanwhile with Brick, Boomer and Butch. The three were more them happy to be wed to their beautiful girls, they were the their obsession after all, they never want to hurt them, never their beautiful girls.
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