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HIS CHOSEN MATE

"she was chosen because she was his right from the very beginning..." Once on a rare occasion, the night of a blue full moon, a girl is being taken from a household to serve the beasts who call themselves werewolves. The werwolves were the one who ruled the town and controlled everything. They looked human but buried under their human facade was a ruthless monster who seeks to destroy. Everyone tried to protect themselves but deep down they knew they were no match for the werewolves. Arianne was a little girl who was born different from other people in the town. She had long red hair and she was born with different coloured eyes. One green and one brown. No one knew exactly why she was born that way and it wasn't hereditary. Her mother also died during her child birth and because of that her father, Massimo distanced himself from her and chose to remarry instead. He married a woman called Christine who already had a child out of wedlock, Rissa. Together Rissa and Christine decided to make Arianne's life hell to which her father turned a blind eye to and because of that, it affected Arianne and she decided to withdraw herself from her family and the society. The day of the selection came and Rissa was selected to go and serve the werewolves. Scared for her life, Rissa decided to persuade her mother to convince Massimo to offer Arianne up for the selection. Ignoring her screaming pleas and tears, Massimo offered up Arianne to go and serve the werewolves. No one really knows what happens to the girls that are being selected and no one bothered to ask. Not knowing the fate that awaits her, Arianne decided to go and serve the werewolf who they call Ivan Giovanni, a alpha who is known for his ruthlessness. Can Arianne survive living among werewolves? What happens when she finds out more about her identity and the only person who could help her was Ivan? What do you think will happen if she finds out that Ivan was the boy she had saved all those years ago from dying? NOTE: I DO NOT OWN THE COVER IMAGE OF THIS BOOK. IMAGE WAS FOUND ON PINTEREST.

DA_Aloera · Fantasie
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HURT

Sweats glistened down my eyebrows and coated my skin as I parried with Kiran on the training ground this time. My bones were starting to ache as I tried to block every off his blows from his wooden sword. My wrist were starting to hurt even though Kiran had made sure I had gotten a wooden sword that was just the right size for me but I was tired. I was so tired and it was making my attacks lousy.

Kiran soon used his sword to hit me at the back of my left leg causing me to fall on my knee to the ground. He then pointed his sword at me, "Dead."

I huffed out a breath as I reached out to pick up my sword which was laying on the ground few feet away from me, "Again." I say pushing myself back up.

"What?" Kiran looked at me as if I was crazy, "This is the tenth time Arianne, I think you should give it a rest."

I brandish my sword, "I'm not tired, we go again."

Kiran let out a wary sigh. "We not doing this again Arianne."