Mated to a Witch

Mated to a Witch

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Sep 13, 2018
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Paranormal
"What do you want with me?" my eyes searched his, begging for answers. Was he going to eat me? Torture me? "I want to love you," he whispered close to my ear, "I am Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack and your mate. I've been searching for you." "Mate?!" that was impossible. I was a witch not a werewolf. Supernatural beings do not mix with other species ever. "You have no idea what you are saying." "I know what I am saying. When I first laid eyes on you, I knew you were mine." *better description coming soon
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_A broken wolf_ I have longed for a mate and yearned for love. Maybe my parents loved me, but I have no memory of either of them. My aunt never cared about me and I don't know why she even bothered raising me in the first place. I have faced terrible beatings and abuse by my aunt. My memories were taken away whenever I witnessed something I shouldn't. I was broken. I didn't think I could be broken down more. Until I was mated to the future Alpha of the Shadow Pack. The Pack's playboy with a new girl in his bed almost every week. I thought he'd change and see me for who I am and not just someone he's forced to be with. But he didn't so I ran away, leaving the werewolf world behind and entering a new one. _The Alpha_ Growing up, I thought I had everything, but there was always something missing. The day she left ruined me inside. I searched for her endlessly, until I found her five years later. She was broken, something I realized was mine to fix, including the damage I caused as well. But things happened at the wrong time. I declared war with the other purebloods who wanted hybrids dead. A war she wanted nothing to do with. She never wanted this life and yet I forced her back into it. I killed the Dark Alpha, slowly trying to tear his empire apart throughout my miserable years. After everything, I just wanted her to be mine again and I prayed that's what I get once everything was over.

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