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Maria Allant Is a girl you could simply describe as the sweetest person you have ever had the pleasure of meeting. But when you were asked where she was from, apart from having too rich and talented parents, what her favourite colour was, or anything but being nice and easy to approach, you would come to a realisation that,in fact, you knew nothing. Trapped in the past, Maria is furious at the whole world. Who was at fault and who wasn't were not her concern. Following the rules and lines that were set in front of her by her parents, every day she struggled to keep true to who she was and not ripp,even accidentally, the last tiny scraps that connected her outer and inner self. When one day she runs into the leftovers of a innocent human's encounter with death,she finds herself pulled into a world she ran away from so many years ago. But she can't just leave, not when there are pieces that could complete her puzzle. This time she'll stay. Ladies and gentlemen, let the play begin. ~~~~~~~~~ Thank you so much for reading! Hope you enjoy~
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This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>

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