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Bewitched [in progress]
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Ongoing, First published Nov 18, 2013
Alexandra Hope Collins was a mistake. Or at least that's what everyone told her. She was the daughter of ill-fated lovers, something that could never be. So ever since her parents were murdered by their own pack members, her life's been nothing but a hell hole. Weak, abused and tired, she struggles on with life clinging onto hope that she would escape from this nightmare. And one day, she finally does. She manages to get out. But what happens when she stumbles upon the Moon Stone Pack's territory? Well, Alexandra's life is about to take a hundred and eighty degree turn.
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He felt it - the pull, the undeniable connection - a deep, resonant thrumming that resonated within his very bones. It was a connection as old as the werewolf lineage itself, a primeval magnetism that defied his conscious will. Yet, rather than embrace it, a wave of resistance crashed over him, a fierce tide of defiance against the disruption of his carefully ordered existence. He had spent years building the Silvermoon pack into the formidable force it was today. He was known for his unwavering strength, his decisive leadership, and his absolute control. His word was law, his will absolute. The idea of a powerful, independent female - especially one from a smaller, less significant pack - challenging his authority, threatening the carefully balanced order he'd established, was unsettling, to say the least. Elara's spirit, her fierce independence, was a stark contrast to the carefully orchestrated obedience within his pack. He saw it in the way she held herself, her head high, her gaze unwavering even under the weight of his intense scrutiny. It was a defiance, a rebellion against the very structure of the werewolf world he had come to represent, a world where Alphas ruled and their word was absolute.