The Winged Ones

The Winged Ones

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I am, Amika Folks and I live a perfectly normal life, in a perfectly normal family, and a perfectly normal world.....or so I thought. One day I started to be chased from hooded people and fell down a hill. When I came to, I was in the clouds. I knew that I couldn't have died, since I probably just fell on the rocks at the bottom. Still, if I'm not dead, then where am I?
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Luna My pack didn't know me as anyone strong or special. I happened to be the girl that couldn't shift. Probably an omega in their eyes. The alpha noticed me. She kept noticing me and I wished she wouldn't. The pull was strong. I hoped it wasn't what I thought it was. I believed in having a mate. I just didn't think I'd find her, much less be ready for her when she arrived. I rejected her. It was the only way not to tear myself apart. Day after day, I noticed she was tearing apart. Weaker. Tired. I didn't want to care. Not one bit until she confronted me. Inches apart from me. My mate was in front of me... I had to give it a chance. I tried and succeeded. It was the first time I was able to shift. My mother never told me of our roots. The second I shifted, I was huge. A blood-born. Strongest of the strong.

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