Ashley Jefferson is a small girl. Average, brown haired, blue eyed beauty. She was loved, had tons of friends, amazing grades, I mean- what more could a girl ask for? Mason Hollis is a giant man. He is a sexy, black hair, brown eyed piece of art. His jaw is like a freaking work of art! He was loved, lusted, wanted, and a powerful future Alpha of the 'Midnight Pack.' All he wants is his mate. He's made mistakes, but doesn't everybody? One day, Mason has a problem and goes to the pack doctor. What happens when Mason's world crashes into Ashley's? Will she think he's a psycho who needs mental help, or will she actually believe him that he's a wolf? I mean, would you believe it if an amazingly hot guy came up to you, told you that you were his mate, and that he was a wolf? This isn't one of those stories where there is a war between two packs, or multiple mates. Nope, this a story about a girl having a war between only herself. Which side will she choose? Normality- and have a normal life with no wolves and no magic? Or- majestic, and have a powerful life with millions of wolves and a magic known these days as love? _______________________________________________________________________________________________ It came out gruff and husky, "Ashley... We're sorry. We don't want you to be hurting." He let out another whimper and Ashley looked at me and started crying again. My wolf made me get closer to her and I didn't object. Her brothers did though. They pulled her away from him and he called out, "No! Ashley! I love you! Don't forget that!" I got control back. I said just as loudly but with more passion, "Forever and always." -Used to be named My Mate Named Mason- First story so bare with me! <3
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"Ever Daniel don't you ever ever kiss or touch another male again!" Mason snapped at me.
"Why? What's going to stop me anymore?! You didn't run after me!" I screamed at him. He had me pinned against the bedroom wall.
"Ever! Your mine! No one else can have you!" He growled at me.
"Says who?!" He had my arms pinned above my head with his huge hands.
"Says me!" Mason spat back. His legs were on either side of me. His waist and chest had me shoved back to the wall.
"Bite me!" I glared at my huge mate. HIs eyes turned black.
"Gladly." He smirked and moved down to where he would mark me.
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Ever Daniel More. Blonde, kind of tall, and a werewolf. She is special in many ways, but never she never would've guessed what would happen to her one day. She met the rival pack's Alpha. They were mates. They both new it too.
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Mason Rares. Tall, gorgeous, black hair, and an Alpha of a feared pack of werewolves. He has always been feared, and never ever has he been afraid of anything. When he finds his mate, will he have something to fear? Or maybe finally someone is not afraid of him.
*If possessiveness is the outcome of true love, then anger is the outcome of true care. Some people just don't see that.*
-Anonymous