Tiger Stripes

Tiger Stripes

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Fifteen year old Alex is trying to find out what are the lines on his right wrist. He doesn't self harm so that is not what it is. He is not abused, he is bullied for it. The thing is he has had these stripes ever since he was born. What are they, what do they mean? He calls them his tiger stripes, he is proud of them, sometimes. As I said earlier, he gets bullied for having them. If he didn't have these stripes, he would have a good chance of being one of the popular's, but sadly he's not.
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Sequel to "Tiger stripes and Wolf Bites" Book 2 Biology, Genetics, Inherited traits. these are things that Peter has been trying to control and deny all his life. he's always been afraid that he'd hurt his family especially any mate he found. When his mate does show up things don't go very well. Will that rage boiling inside him erupt or will he finally find the solution to it all. Excerpt: The twins my age we were from the same litter, all have the same bastard of a father. The others da birthed were actually pop and dads. I knew my fathers loved us no different then the rest, but I felt different. When we'd hit sixteen da had deemed us old enough to know the truth and told us about our biological father. It had answered a few questions for me. I'd always felt a little different and not just because I was the only boy in the family. "Pete will you hurry up." I heard a sister say. I was their ride back to the house. pop and dad were staying here at the pack house with da and the little ones. We were going to the house dad had surprised da with on their fifth anniversary. With more little ones incoming they'd needed more room so he'd bought a house. I liked being at the pack house but home was better since I didn't have to worry about scary the shit out of the younger wolves. I really tried to be an easy going guy. Unfortunately I was a tiger king, comparable to an alpha wolf. The only ones who didn't scurry out of my way were my sisters parents or the alpha of the pack.

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