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Wolves at my new highschool

"Wulfric?. Who's your mate?" I hesitated a little, still hazy from the coronation vision, "Mel Howard. The new girl." ***" Secrets at Prime academy?. Werewolves?. Werewolf with distinct colors and fur hiding amongst humans. After humans took over Prime Valley dominantly leaving the wolves to retreat back. Mel Howard thought she was going to Prime academy for a fresh start. A very very very fresh start, so fresh she's hiding her red hair to attract less attention, maybe no attention at all. A fresh start to ignore her wolf and live a normal life she had thought. But as always, where ever Mel goes, trouble follows. She completely 'unintentionally' hits the young, popular, 'to be' Lycan king on her first day of school. Now she's enemies with him and his short best friend Andrea. Mel is eventually caught in a triangle with her ex boyfriend, they Lycan king and an heir. With that unstable love life, she finds out blood moon pack wants her dead for the crime her father committed. Just great. The young Lycan Alpha receives a vision on his coronation that his Luna was Mel. He found his mate and he's not ready to lose her to the other two. Mel is caught between accepting her wolf, becoming a Luna, saving her life and accepting her true self or keep believing she's normal.

Author_Hik · Urban
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92 Chs

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Mel

"Thank you" I nodded and smiled at Doctor Kate as she asked me to call her.

"The pleasure is all mine" she smiled back taking off her gloves.

"It's an honor to actually treat the future Luna of the pack" she added.

I scoffed, future Luna my ass!. I would be the shortest reigning Luna.

My dad used to call me Luna when I was younger and he was still alive. I thought it was just a simple pet name till today but it was just occuring to me.

Maybe my dad knew I was going to have an Alpha as a mate which would technically make me a Luna. But it's silly, I don't think I'm Luna worthy.

There's no way I could protect all these wolves, I couldn't even defend myself from falling down the stairs.

She walked two steps toward the door but turned round with a nervous look on her face as she glanced directly at me.

"You can ask your question" I told her. The way she was, I knew she was itching to ask a question.