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CRACKS ON MY MOON

"You are quite the runner despite your short legs, little mate!" He commented sizing her up with his lazor sharp eyes. His Adam apple kept moving with each word that rolled out of his mouth. "Who are you?" She asked with a frown sizing the man up, he looked dangerous, the kinds that made you really want to stay as far away as possible. "Now mate...that hit a really sour spot!" He said hand in his chest to show how hurt he was. He had been running amok for years looking for her yet she didn't even remember who he is! "I don't know what you are talking about Sir!" Maria said bowing her head to him. She could feel his wolf's presence and it didn't give her a good feeling. It was a life she had left behind and didn't want to return to it. "You sure wanna play this game? " He asked the smirk on his lips fading, playing dumb! "Fine. You started this mate... I'll help you end it." He assured her. "I vow to you, my moon!" An alpha that has everything yet nothing and a princess banished from her kingdom have been tangled in the webs of fate. The cruelty of their past has set out it's claws that'll shred them apart but what of them? Is Marianne willing to face her demons and own up to her reality or will she keep running away. Is he ready to accept what's in store for him after letting her leave for five years?! Another werewolf based story that I hope will keep your minds rolling once in a while. Please read and support my work. Thank you

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"Alpha Wayne ran into the scene before we could clean up, Alpha." A man reported to his Alpha. "I'm afraid he got it all wrong and might think we are up for war." he continued.

He was answered by a vicious growl clearly dismising him and he didn't think twice before walking out in order not to further agitate the raging beast

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Who am I?

I am the white beast that appears during the red moon. Eyes lifeless, dark and hollow, fangs sharp as razors, claws curved as they tear through flesh and my fur covered in blood of those that I have slain!

It is a fact about myself that I accepted, a truth I couldn't fight and a fate written even before my birth. I always thought it was unfair to subject me to a punishment that wasn't mine, to make me pay for a crime I didn't commit, as innocent as I was...they all shanned me away when I wanted to be saved.