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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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"I don't care that you're my mate. I will never... and I repeat, I will never be yours, Hunter." she grits her teeth, making Hunter smirk. "Is that a challenge? We'll just have to see about that, sweetheart," he says, fighting his wolf for dominance as he feels the sparks surge through his body caused by the light touch of her skin on his. The mating bond call was itching at his skin. "You'll be mine sooner or later, and when that happens, you'll be moaning my name out with those sweet juicy lips of yours," he says, running his lips over hers in a feather-like motion. He had to have her, he needed to have her, but before he could claim her, he first had to win her heart. Hunter Black is used to having any woman he wants at his disposal. Being the alpha of his pack has its perks after all. He can have any girl he wants at any time of day. At least… that's what she's heard. Abigail Montero was used to being the reject. She was rejected by her family, her pack, and her friends. After being sold by her own father for a box of whiskey she thinks all is lost until she is saved by the notorious rogue King. Bound to find him one day to thank him for saving her life, she sets off on an adventure to seek him, but ends up finding her long-lost crush, Hunter Black. Except his reputation is disheartening. She hates men like him, players, and womanizers who think they can get any girl he wants. Will she give in to the mating bond, or make his life a living hell?

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