White Horses and Wolves

White Horses and Wolves

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My parents murdered, my baby brother in a foster home and me, lost. I'm actually lost. I got stuck in this forest and I am trying to get out. My life is dedicated to my horse, Storm. I've got proof from the rope burn on my hands to the worn boots on my feet. I would be devastated if anything happened to him. But now something bigger has happened. Through the rimu trees and gorse bushes I see them. His eyes. His bright green eyes. They stare at me like a death sentence but it is definitely the opposite. If I hadn't gotten lost in the first place I never would have met him. The werewolf. The one who will show me what is hidden from our eyes, in plain sight. What is being kept from our lives and what we're being separated from. The man who will show me nothing is what it seems. NOTE: may include violence and rude language.
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I sighed heavily as I scanned the forest. I had heard something or someone to be specific, wandering about. I decided I would leave once I affirmed they weren't a danger. "What are you doing in my land, human?" A deep enchanting voice spoke I sighed once again "I'm not human, just smell like one" I spoke as I turned around to see the most stunning man I have ever seen "Mate" he spoke "Find another female, Lycan" I spat He only growled at me in response. Men. My brother was the same way. It's kinda funny how all, correction, most shifter men think alike. I would've thought he would be different, after all, he is Lycan. Something of myths. But then again, so are the supernatural. I turned away from him, not even looking at him. I didn't want to remember what he looked like so I didn't give him a second glance. I heard him move closer. I quickly grabbed the knife out of my holster and threw it at a tree next to him. He stops moving then. "Heed my warning. It's the only one you'll get" I spoke coldly "I will find you. Then you will have no escape from me" he spoke as he backed away I could understand. Lycans, like lion-shifters, were going extinct. Therefore mates were even more important to them. But, even if I understood I still didn't want to be someone's mate. After all, I was Destiny Requalhi, Creator and Destructor of All. ------------------------------ Destiny Requalhi, a girl with a rough past and set in stone future. She wanted to be a normal lioness when she grew up but got so much more. She constantly is looking behind her back ready for a random attack to bestow itself upon her. How will she react when her biggest enemy comes back from death? ------------------------------ MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS! Started - 9/12/19 Ended - 11/12/19 © Copyright All Rights Reserved 2019 awkwardlyrando(Hit me up any time about the book)

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