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My Atypical Wolf (BL)

Ashton is an Alpha who hides who he is due to the fear of being feared, and Caleb is an omega who hides his identity since he hates the way omegas are mistreated. Both of them gave up on the thought of ever having a relationship, even if they find their fated mates. What happens when these two meet and their biggest secrets unfold. Will this bring them closer? Can they fight their feelings despite not wanting to? ~~~~~~~~ "The way spoke in front of them, you almost had me convinced that you liked me", Ashton snorted. "I do". Caleb confessed. With widened eyes, Ashton struggled to ask, "Is this... another one of you jokes"? "No. I really like you. I have liked you for a long time". He said, biting his lips, awaiting the rejection. "I thought you hate Alphas". Ashton wondered. "Not you". Caleb declared. ~~~~~~~ How will their story develop? Get into it and find find out for yourself!! [WPC-145: GOLD TIER WINNER] [MATURE CONTENT] check out my another story, 《Vampire who fell for his hunter(BL)》 ---------- PS: If you want to connect with me: Feel free to message me in:- 1.Discord. ID: sillymlk#8687 2. Instagram ID: @silly.mlk or @zuozhe_jiemei 3.Discord group: https://discord.gg/rJPDJQA 4.Twitter: @Sillymlk 5. Blog: https://sillymlk.blogspot.com 6.Buy me a Ko-fi? http://Ko-fi.com/sillymlk 5. Check out its trailer in YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/BgXPlxYUGxc

sillymlk · LGBT+
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329 Chs

Moon Fire

"Hey mom, is everything alright"? Caleb asked, concerned.

"Yeah, you got a minute?" Mrs Wrisberg asked. Caleb and Ashton exchanged glances before Caleb nodded. "I wanted to give you this". Smiled Mrs Wrisberg. It was a small box, with a little dust on either side of it, signifying that it had been stagnant for a while. Caleb opened it, to find a small pendant with a locket that had a symbol of a silver moon where half of the moon was set on silver white flames. Caleb stared at the symbol for a solid ten seconds before he narrowed his eyes and shifted his gaze to his mother.

"What is this"? Caleb asked suspiciously. That was heck of an odd symbol. 

"This is an heirloom." Mrs Wrisberg declared with a poignant smile. My grandmother got it for me, who got it from her parents." She smiled, reminiscing fondly. "I have had it long enough, I want you to have it."