Forced To Hide From The World (BxB)

Forced To Hide From The World (BxB)

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Why me, why? Every shifter town that I go to gets destroyed by humans who are looking for me. But can't see me 'cause of a spell that will be gone on my sixteenth birthday. All of this because I'm a double shifter 1/3 human, 1/3 wolf, and 1/3cat. A boy named Jackson (Jack) Woods is forced to hide with a spell that his parents put on him when ever a human comes to harm a shifter town (a town of people who shift into animals) the spell will activate and he will be invisible to all but he will be able to see what is happening around him. The spell only last for ten years. Humans wanting him to show how rich and famous they are sense they have "royalty" who rule over small sections of land. These kings and queens capture many shifters mainly werewolves sense they can protect them. What happens when Jackson turns sixteen and he is no longer hidden from the world!
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On my 16th birthday I thought my dad was a nut case. He talked about being a witch and werewolf hybrid mix in a long line of the almost extinct crescent moon pack. My twin brother and I would never see each other after our transition. Only the stronger twin would survive. I didn't expect it to be me. I always thought I was the weaker twin. Now I'm the lone survivor of my pack. Training starts immediately. My mother was gone, my brother was dead and apparently I was a wanted witch-wolf hybrid by powerful deadly beings. My survival depended on this training. I was the sole survivor and the most strongest alpha in the world. All I had to do was find my strength and train. I needed to build my pack from scratch. Of course my brothers best friend was my omega. Could things get worse? The answer is yes. Things could get worse. Much much worse.

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