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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

Its official, I'm staring at a fallen angel, the hottest , funkiest, cutest angel to ever fall from the sky. He had the longest, admiring and attractive sapphire blue hair, matching it with a set of eyes that were like royal blue, he looked super dreamy from the side view, what a perfect prince charming he was.

And damn! Look at his bulging biceps, half open underneath his open buttons. Oh I just wanna touch em. His rock hard abs outlining through his blue shirt. I even found the finger mark on his neck that seemed like someone had tried to choke him.

Deep down I wasn't feeling like me, I wasn't in my right mind because it felt like I wasn't in control of what I was doing or saying but at the same time I couldn't do anything about it. I felt like I had an inner funky

"You're very hot" I opened my mouth to say, then reached out to touch his beautiful blue hair falling over his face, "Ohh how soft!."