Alpha Adien.

Alpha Adien.

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Preview Into Book. I was taught to hate werewolves because my father told me they killed my mother. But when I looked into the green eyes, I saw how scared he was. Or maybe it was something else I saw in those deeps. He's hurt. My inner voice said, but I pushed it aside. My heart ached as I saw the cuts and bruises that he had all over him. And the question I asked myself was why ? I didn't know him. As hearing my thoughts he looked at me. " How can you hunt your own kind ? " he asked, his voice pained. " Excuse me ? " I said shocked by what he said. " I'm not like you !" I snapped. Before he could say anything else my father asked me out of the room and then they tortured him some. His cries of pain was heard as I walked away. My heart sinking at the sound of his cries of pain. I was no better than my father, all the reasons why I didn't want to be a hunter. No one, werewolf or not shouldn't be treated this way. I did want any part of it. I was not a killer nor will I ever become one. ©Copyright All Rights Reserved. Updates will be made every FRIDAY.
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WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS MAJOR PLOT HOLES, AND IS ALL TOGETHER VERY BAD. I SUGGEST YOU READ MY NEW BOOK, Skeletons In My Closet. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. When they slowly cut my skin, I didn't scream, when I felt their blades lightly drag across my stomach and legs I didn't shake. This was my life and I was used to it. It was fine. When they slowly cut my skin, I didn't scream, when I felt their blades lightly drag across my stomach and legs I didn't shake. This was my life and I was used to it. It was fine. When his red stamp hit my card, I couldn't dare look. But those red letters attacked my eyes; Weak. ---------------------- This was the Alpha playing with his food. I could imagine how he would stalk to me, his head high with all his teeth showing. His pure white fur not being touched by the dust he had created when he chased after me. I can only imagine how every step for him would be a leap for me. That blood would hang from his mouth and drip onto the forest floor but not even faze his fangs. I was terrified of him. Even if I couldn't bring myself to mention it, to be weak and choose to submit. These thoughts kept me running, the invisible echo of a laugh that wasn't really there stayed in my ear, even though he was nowhere to be. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• He was terrifying, but yet, at he same time he was safe. AU: I STARTED WRITING THIS 2 YEARS AGO. ITS NOT THE BEST STORY.

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