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Save Me , Alpha
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Ongoing, First published Nov 17, 2015
I ran as fast as I could. Growling, snarling, barking and panting behind me. They were hot on my tail. I was literally out of my breath and starving. My vision started to fade. Black spots slowly covered my vision. Before I blacked out, I saw four wolves were circling and snarling at me. Before I lost my consciousness, I heard the voice of my mother saying "Kristen, run. Before they catch you.".

Being held captive for years in this dark and no window room. Being alone and crying all the time in the corner. No matter how much I screamed, shouted and cried for help, no one would come. My wishing star just wouldn't come out and help me. Till, I heard a beautiful howl nearby and the fight started. A wolf stormed into the room. Mate . But would he even want this tattered, shattered, fragile, useless and worthless body. I don't think so...

Did her wishing star came out to help her? Can she escape from this HellHole, nightmare? Would her mate want her? Would her mate help her, save her? Can she go through this alone or with her mate,together?

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