Second Chance Mate

Second Chance Mate

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"Have you ever heard of a second chance mate?" My aunt asks as she sits across from me at the kitchen table. The question catching me off guard and causes something I never felt before settle within me. As I shake my head no, she sighs and continues, she seems reluctant to tell me... "Sometimes, when the moon goddess pairs up mates, something tragic can happen. Either before the two wolves ever get the opportunity to meet, or in a very rare case after they meet. It has only been recorded one time in the whole history of werewolves. Alpha Logan lost his mate to an enemy pack during the brutal territory war of 1955, causing his pack, The Silver Moon Pack, to fall to The White Lake Pack. The pack weak and close to collapse, Logan was lost and alone, until a mysterious she-wolf rouge wandered into their territory, and saved Logan, as his second chance Mate." "This is what's happening to me then? I am a second chance mate to Alpha Keenan?" I ask, too many emotions rushing through my body to pinpoint one in particular. "Yes my dear, you are." She says with a sympathetic smile on her face, as a tear rolls down my cheek, thoughts of Kennan pass through my mind, I am his second chance Mate, and the only problem is... I just found my mate, Alpha Ronan.
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CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

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