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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., juin 16, 2015
sighed and put down my journal, scared as hell as to who or what may walk through that door. A few years ago I met Thai guy online his name is Michael Clifford, apparently he's a dropout in a band but I've not found one thing wrong with that. My name is Elizabeth Shoopman, I play guitar in a band myself we're pretty big. The door swung open "Liz?" He asked a tall pale boy with green hair asked "Over here!" I waved, he smiled at me. I felt chills down my spine we were just best friends nothing more. I played with my hair which was in a French braid the black and purple and pink chasing each other. I was nervous as to what I was going to say. He sat down with his coffee"Hey, it feels so nice to meet you in person" his smile warm and I smiled back feeling butterflies in my stomach and a twinkle in his green apple eyes and a twinkle in my dark chocolate ones. (
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Then it hit me. The scent of my mate. The one I'd love and spend the rest of my days with. "Mine," he growled. I was forced up against the wall as he began to kiss me roughly. I managed to take a peek at my mate. The school's very own player. Otherwise known as the guy who infuriates me to the depths of hell. I shoved him off me and made him look me in the eye, "I don't care if you're going to be Alpha. You will always be the jerk I hate and the player I despise. I will not be looked upon as another of your minions. Yeah, I just rejected you." I snarled. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Shayla Hale is just another 15 year old werewolf, eagerly waiting for her 16th birthday so she can find her mate. She wasn't popular, and she wasn't a loner. Following her around, was the school's player, with a hobby of annoying her. She hated him for taking so much interest in her, since she knew all he was is a disappointment. Chase Anderson is the school's player, and the guy every girl swoons for. He's always found Shayla interesting, since she wasn't like the others. Witty comebacks, never sparing him a second glance. Being the hard to resist, soon to be Alpha of his Dark Wolfe pack, he needs to find his Luna. What he wasn't prepared for was his very own mate rejecting him. Will Shayla stay true to her word? Will Chase prove his mate wrong? What happens when Chase goes back to his player ways? How about when Shayla's childhood lover returns? *** I wrote this when I was 12/13 and it was the first romance/teen-fic/werewolf story I ever wrote at the time. Please go easy on my 12/13 year old self 😬

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