Wolfsbane
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Concluida mar, ene 30, 20181h 19m
DEDICATED TO: @true_lies13
~My First Ever Story~
COMPLETED EARLY
Highest Rank in Werewolf: (unknown)
Cover by: @true_lies13
Entered in: The Wattys 2016
HIGHEST RANK EVER: #9 in discontinued - #39 in rouge
"I'm sorry, I have to do this..."
Most people think Wolfsbane is a type of cure. But to werewolves it's a deadly killer. But not all wolves know this.
One day Alpha Drake was out in the woods then he was attacked by rouges and force fed wolfsbane, he didn't know its deadly effect and a mate bond may be the only thing that can save him.
Will he find his mate and be saved?
Or will he suffer forever?
PLEASE NOTE:
When they shift back into humans they are in the clothes they were wearing before they were wolves. They aren't naked! Thought you should know! :)
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