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  • 8.5

My name is Katia; I want to find my fated mate and live a peaceful life raising our pups. The problem is I have holes in my memories and don’t understand who or what I am. I know I am a werewolf, but I am also something else. Rejection is the last straw! I am not worthy is the reason he gives. The pain doubles me over; my wolf is whimpering in my head, and tears are running down my face. I whispered my acceptance of his rejection and took off running. I ran through the pack house out across the green manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me, and our life has been difficult. She whispers," It's not your fault, Katia." I don't know how long or far we ran, but we came to a cliff with a waterfall. The pain from the rejection is unbearable, and the hurt keeps pounding at me. I know I am missing something. Aza, my wolf, feels it, too; she says we are more than regular werewolves and are here for a reason. We cannot remember the reason. I stand staring at the water running over and down, creating the fall. I wonder what the reason is for the millionth time. Why can I or Aza not remember? Does it have something to do with the way others treat us? The way we have been sent to live with different people since the death of our parents? Does it have something to do with why my fated rejected me? I am tired of figuring out why our memories do not make sense. My sweet girl and I want peace, but we do not know how to obtain it. I stand staring into the oblivion of the pool at the bottom of the waterfall. So I stand there rejected, half a wolf, speaking with my Wolfie, my nickname for Aza, debating what we should do next. Someone was yelling my name from the direction I ran. I do not want to go back there. I hear laughter. Turning, I glance down over the cliff. There is another pack having a barbecue. The adults are laughing and watching the pups play. What looks to be the Alpha, beta, and gamma of the pack are in the water playing Marco Polo with some of the children. They look so happy and carefree. I want that. I wonder if Aza and I ever have a life like that.

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  • Author: Alive
  • Status: Completed
  • Age Rating: 18+
  • 👁 5.4K
  • 7.5

"You know I am not spewing nonsense Karen. Yes, your wolf might not be there to witness within you that I am yours but you can't deny the fact that you are drawn towards me, somehow, somewhere within, you know!" Karen was breathing hard, she could not believe what she just heard. What Ralph said was the truth and that was why she had been trying to push him far from her. My mate??? "But there is no way to prove it" Karen said with her chest heaving up and down. "There is" Ralph said and his eyes were fixed on hers intently. "How?" Karen asked and her voice came out as a whisper. She was paralyzed by the scorching blazes of Ralph's eyes and the sincerity she could feel from his words. Ralph leaned into her without his body touching hers and took her lips in his. She wanted to push him off but the strength of his hands held her in place and he deepened the kiss. She surrendered and her lips soon followed the pace that his, had set. It was gentle, promising and sent fiery messages all over her skin. ************ She had missed Ralph terribly but everytime her brain thinks of him, the kiss they shared, she would quieten her thoughts and switch it to something else - her thoughts would still find a way to wander back to Ralph. Despite everything, she thought of her pack, her friends that were still in the dungeon, especially Naire - her personal maid and friend. She made a promise and she had to keep it at all costs. How could she, when she was stuck in this mansion. She had to leave so she could be free to train and awaken her wolf. The only person that could permit her leaving this fortified place, was none other than Ralph. She knew that he still suspected that she might want to leave and the only way to make him un-think this was by warming up to him pretentiously and this she did. ************* "I…uhmm, came here, to thank you for all the kindness you have shown me so far" said Karen. "Sounds like the kind of speech someone makes when they plan on leaving " replied Ralph and Karen's heart did a somersault in her chest. 'Can he read my thoughts?' she thought. "Nope!" she said, popping the 'p'. "I just thought I should thank you, that is all. I would take my leave now " "You came here looking beautiful and you want to leave immediately? Not fair little one. I want you to thank me with something else" " I don't really have anything that you might need" "Oh, you have more than I need trust me" "What is that then?" "Your lips… I want you to kiss me" Blinking rapidly she wanted to rant at him but she remembered why she was here. "Alright but can you close your eyes?" asked Karen. Karen is the daughter of Alpha Thomas Zayn and Kerith Zayn - the former Alpha and Luna of Grey Woods Pack. Her cousin launched a surprise attack on her pack which led to the demise of her parents. He locks her in a dungeon and tells her to accept him as her alpha and mate and when she refuses, he tortures her to her wolf goes silent within her. She finds a way to escape but before her joy is full, she gets hit by the Supreme Alpha's car- Ralph Hernandez. He tells her she is his mate but since there is no wolf within her, she doesn't accept, majorly because she heard that he had a hand in the murder of her parents. She pretentiously warms up to him and when he has fallen so deeply in love with her, she runs away. Though she is also in love with him, she runs away to keep her father's legacy and to save her people that are still in the dungeon. Would she be able to hide from Ralph forever? Would she get her wolf back? Would she save her people and who she be able to surrender wholly to Ralph Hernandez?

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  • 9.4

When I was a child, my grandma used to tell me stories. At the time, I never gave them much thought. Thinking they were just that… stories. Growing up, I soon realized that they weren’t lofty fantasies and fairy tales but memories of her past, memories of our ancestors before our world turned to sh*t. You see, what comes from legend, no matter how exaggerated the story becomes, there is always a sliver of truth. You just need to weed out the fiction from fact. My grandmother used to tell me stories of the Chosen One—the one who would save us all. When I was younger, I used to believe that what she said was true. Eventually, someone would be born, just as the Oracle predicted—someone who could save our souls and bind us back to our magic. Once I grew up and saw the world unfolding around me, I no longer believed in salvation. The chosen one seemed to be more of a prayer than reality. Some dream we wanted desperately to come true. Something in which we needed to find hope when there wasn’t any left. When our ancestors turned their backs on us, how were we expected to believe in this so-called salvation? Especially when all we witnessed was death and carnage ever since the great war. Nothing except pain and poverty. I used to believe the stories and used to pray for the mysterious chosen one that would rid our world of its evil. Now, though, I see it for what it really is, just a dream of hope. Some out of reach fairy-tale. A story to create hope. Hope is dangerous; it makes you believe things will get better. I stopped hanging on to hope when I witnessed firsthand that it caused nothing but heartache.

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Heroes

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