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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 · Fantasia
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610 Chs

THE DEATHS OF A HUNDRED

Drago stood in front of me in his entire majestic form. I do not know if it's because it was in the night but Drago looked darker than usual. I stood in front of him, breathing heavily as I stared hard at him trying so hard to understand why he was doing this! I defended him! I fucking defended him when the people accused him of such heinous crimes, I defended him! I never knew that he was capable of such atrocities!

"Why?" I asked sobbing as I stared at him, "WHY?" I roared at him in anger, breaking down in front of him and not caring who sees.

Drago just continued to stare at me with its bright yellow orbs…wait a minute! That wasn't correct, Drago didn't have bright yellow eyes. He did but his pupils were green and black instead of black and yellow! What's more, is that I couldn't understand him at all, there was no connection between us.