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Loving The Pray

Loving The Pray

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jun 15, 2016
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Paranormal
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Shifters come in all shapes and sizes. Sweet, soft spoken and kind hearted Anna is one of them. Her path as a Shape shifter is that of a gentle creature. A Bunny, yeaha you heard me right a sweet floppy eared pure white Bunny rabbit with a rare gift to heal. Now let's introduce Kaleb, a strong cold hearted typical Alpha wolf the big bad predator. His fur is a black as night. With a dark past and very protective of his pack and family. What do these total polar opposites have in common. A mate bond. Danger lurks around every corner and ready,betrayal, and torture.
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Lunas are revered. Lunas are loved. Lunas are protected. Chosen by Alpha of the Southern River Border, Isabel is none of these. Isabel cleans herself thoroughly, meticulously, trying to get rid of the soot that covers her soul. Lars is a hybrid, a wolf shapeshifter with Waverider powers. He is quite skilled with water spells, but his core freezes when he discovers that his true mate has already been claimed by another. Lars is willing to fight for what is his to revere, love and protect. Until the ghosts appear. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "But I still have to do one thing today. Strip," he orders, and I stare at him in shock, watching him swiftly remove his jacket and t-shirt. "What? No!" I cross my arms tighter on my chest, but then instantly regret my audacity. If he's anything like his predecessor, my protest will just spur him on. "Suit yourself," he shrugs and his pants fly over the other clothes piled at his feet. Standing tall in front of me, he speaks in the low voice that effortlessly controls the minds of his wolves: "I have no intention of touching you, Isabel. But my beast fought for his mate and he will run with her tonight. Shift." ----------- This story contains mature content and triggering themes. Intended only for the 18+ readers. ~130 000 words Cover photo(s): Linda Kazares/Darius Cotoi via Unsplash.

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