The history of wolves

The history of wolves

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Werewolves aren't the monsters that legends make out to be. In fact they are higher class of creatures who posses magical abilities like that of shapshifting, they should be respected not feared. Hundreds of years ago a family of Werewolves fell from grace, and now are hunted across the globe by humans. This is their story.
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#2 New Moon Series _An enemy of an enemy is a friend_ I have yearned for a mate ever since I learnt of one. Thoughts about having someone who would love me unconditionally plagued my mind every night. Entering the werewolf unraveled many secrets and I eliminated all the filty lies from the clean truth. I was alone in the human world and an outcast in the werewolf world. The day my father decided to accept me was the day I ran away and straight into the arms of his enemy─the Dark Alpha─who was my mate. My world shattered into pieces when I found out every single truth that was buried deep underneath. I had the jewel everyone searched high and low for, and because of that, I was most wanted. And the day I decided to leave my true nature behind... His enemy came for me─the ruler of demon wolves. _Keep your friends close and your enemies closer_ Throughout the miserable, tormenting years I've never met a women so beautiful as her. My beautiful mate. My beautiful weapon. Like me, she's broken in her own ways. I wanted to glue all those shattered pieces together, carving and molding it into my little wolf. The fact that she's my mate didn't change the past. Her father killed my father, leaving me as a broken child forced into training to rule the empire. To continue my father's legacy. To seek revenge. I grew up developing a hatred for hybrids─mixed breeds─I never intended to fall in love with her, nor did I intend to hate her. And yet I did both, but chose one over the other in the end. But my plans took a huge turn when I found out that I wasn't the only apex predator around.

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