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Two Sets of Wings

Two Sets of Wings

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Sep 18, 2015
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Fiction
Fantasy
I was left at age seven, nothing to help me but the wings on my back and my feline instincts. I used to have a family, I used to be loved. I guess I just wasn't good enough. I was out there for ten years, and I'm now seventeen. One more year till I'm free. One more year till I can be completely alone, like I deserve. I have enemies, I don't have any friends or family, and and fear never ceases to drown me. But now, at least, I have him.
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I thought I was six. I wasn't. I thought my parents were coming back to find me. They weren't. I couldn't remember my name. I didn't know who I was. I didn't know where I was. I didn't know or remember anything. Until one night. I didn't do anything wrong, but they seem to think I did. They wanted to kill me. They still do. I was saved that night. I was saved by the him, the Alpha, who didn't know a thing about me. And ever since then, he has been the one who saved me. But nothing he can do will save me from them. The rogues. For some reason they want me, and no amount of protection will save me from them. They want me dead, and nothing will stop them from getting what they want. Except him. And he doesn't even know it.

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