Katherine's POV: We are now back in Saint Falls, Virginia. Now after a quick stop we can take a flight to Georgia and find Anna. We got an entire coven of Kaylee's witch friends, they're coming with us and they're going to suck all the dark magic out of Anna to make her all better. So we compelled fifteen tickets for the witches and then some for all the rest of us. We did stop at the house to check on Elijah, clearly he's not sad about his wife being dead because he's in a room with a bunch of compelled ladies with bite marks...everywhere! So I just walked in said to be careful and told him our plan and left. And just like that, we were off to the airport...
Anna's POV: I called in 15 witches, I needed a full coven obviously. I asked them for "help" they're going to think I need it but I'm just drawing them out so I can kill them, I'm letting them know that I consumed dark magic and need rid of it, they have no idea I'll be killing them. Then called up my friends from school, there were 8 vamps and 5 wolves, Foya is taking care of the rest of the vampires and werwolves needed for the spell. Now me and Heidi just needed to get to Florida and there would be nothing in my way, even if my crazy family somehow found me we'd be to far ahead for them to catch up in time to stop me. So we grabbed a bite to eat and left on the road, it would take us about 8 hours to get to where we needed to be, then on the full moon (two days) the spell would begin...
Katherine's POV: We've been on the plane for 5 hours, only one to go and we'd arrive in Georgia to look for Anna, and we won't stop until we find her, Kaylee went into the plane bathroom to see if she could contact the spirits again and find out if we can get an exact location of Anna's whereabouts...
                           TWO HOURS LATER
Anna's POV: We still have a long time to go, it's only been 2 hours since we hit the road again, the witches, vamps and wolves all agreed to meet me down in Florida, my excuse was that I wanted to have a fun "Supernatural Only" get-away with everyone, obviously they all agreed, I'm fun. Anyway, me and Heidi have been discussing the best way to kill everyone, how I would do it all in one place without everyone running away or trying to kill me, even though I'm immortal, then I figured it out! I'm a witch of course, if I can mute the other witches magic they are just as easy to kill as humans, and then I could do the blood vessel brain pop thingy that I love on the vampires and werewolves and then kill them too, and finally...the hybrids, Foya's finding extra werwolves for me to turn into vampire hybrids, after all, Florida has no shortage of people, including wolves! It's crawling with the things. Then Foya will use my blood to and the blood from everyone else that I killed all in an elixir, and I'll drink it, making the spell official. It's all planned out perfectly and flawless...
Katherine's POV: We arrived in Georgia over an hour ago, while Kaylee was in the bathroom she did get into contact with the witch spirits, they said they've been spying on Anna, they couldn't get an exact location but the spell she was planning to do involved killing like 60 people to form a square to draw power from. I've never heard of that one, a square? It's always been a triangle or something normal like that, wow that's sad that this is my normal! Anyway, the witches also said that the spell would take place in two days, over the full moon, meaning she needed way to much power than she can handle, so we had two days to find and stop Anna from whatever the hell she was doing with so much power! She could end up killing herself if she actually draws power from the full moon, taking in the dark magic, the witch hotspots, and now the square massacres she's planning, that's too much power for one little thing like Anna. It'll for sure kill her unless we underestimated her all this time, but whatever she's planning on breaking or casting, we can't let happen, no matter who we have to kill...
Anna's POV: I stopped at a gas station and found a lady inside, I decided to take her with us for a road snack that way when me or Heidi get hungry we can just eat the girl, we won't even have to stop. Isn't that convenient. Anyway, I've made a decision, after the spell is complete I'm going away, far away from Saint Falls, I want to have a normal high school experience, therefore, no crazy original vampire family controlling your every move! So this has to work, the plan has to, there's no possible way for it to fail, I have my full confidence in this plan all the cards are down, and if I fail, then I fail and my life goes back to shit, along with my family, and the curse will live on, the one I started...

Fast forward 13 years after her parents death, Annabelle, daughter of original vampire-traveler Elijah and vampire-werewolf hybrid Hayley, fights her way through life without her mother and father. Only to know her fate is doomed to an end...

Florida had broken the door with his appearance, and so, Han Shuo and Phoebe had no choice but to occupy another room. They paid twenty gold coins as compensation for the door, and Phoebe asked for two rooms so that Han Shuo would have no opportunity to get up to any shenanigans. He didn't remain idle when Phoebe returned to her room to rest.
He located the room's closet and set up the transportation matrix, then adjusted his mental strength to release a dark mist spell within the closet before stepping into the matrix.
The cemetery of death was as desolate as ever. Han Shuo immediately saw Gilbert's enormous true form as soon as he stepped out. He was fast asleep amidst piles of bones and hadn't noticed Han Shuo's arrival at all.
Gilbert had taken on a great responsibility in the past two days and was likely truly tired after being injured again. Han Shuo didn't disturb him and went to where the earth elite zombie and yin demons were being refined.
He first went to the yin demon cave to infuse it with more magical yuan. He noticed that there were only nine wraiths left in the cave now. After fighting every day and every night, the day at which he could collect the yin demons drew closer and closer.

The earth elite zombie exuded an immense presence of life. The earth qi that circulated around the entire cemetery of death was thinning out. Balls of grey qi spread out from the center of the place of extreme earth, and slowly coalesced into one place as if a large hand was tightening its grasp on them.
A marvelous connection emanated from the earth. Han Shuo started as an exuberant feeling flowed into his heart. He sensed carefully and discovered that this joy was coming from the earth elite zombie that was buried deep in the ground.
It looked like Han Shuo's arrival had caused the earth elite zombie below to become quite joyous. After the long duration of time in which it'd absorbed earth qi and nourishment from the resources that Han Shuo had spent an enormous sum to acquire, the earth zombie was no longer just a simple zombie, but had simple, instinctual feelings.
Now that Han Shuo had located the places of extreme earth, wood, and water, he was also confidence in gaining all the materials that he needed through Phoebe's merchant guild. He'd be able to refine the earth, wood, and water elite zombies. When these three elite zombies were formed, Han Shuo's personal strength would greatly increase as well.
As long as he could find places of extreme metal and fire as well, he'd be able to put a frightful formation with all five elemental zombies together. He would have even more of a right to speak in this world after that.
Han Shuo didn't wake Gilbert when he saw all was functioning normally here. He returned soundlessly to the hotel in the Valley of Sunshine and sat cross legged on the bed, meditating. He relaxed his entire body and slowly sank into meditation, not letting up on the slightest bit of time to increase his mental strength.
Phoebe came over early in the morning with her hair tied up. Her long blue skirt made her appear even more elegant and graceful.
She naturally tucked her hand into the crook of Han Shuo's arm as she walked over and tugged him outside, saying, "Come on, let's keep shopping in the valley today and collect all the materials you need!"
Han Shuo readily agreed. He'd planned on collecting materials only for the wood elite zombie before, but now that he'd discovered a place of extreme water, he needed to start collecting the materials required for refining the water elite zombie as well. As it bordered three countries, the Valley of Sunshine saw an endless parade of merchants through its borders and all sorts of strange materials could be obtained here. Han Shuo and Phoebe did indeed locate many of the needed items through some patient searching.
The noon sunlight filtered down from the sky into the Valley of Sunshine, basking the entire valley in its light. Its warmth was quite comfortable, and Phoebe's hand started rubbing her stomach after they finished perusing the most recent shop. She turned to smile at Han Shuo, "I'm a bit hungry, let's go get some food."

"You're familiar with this place and know where all the good food is. Just lead me to it!" Han Shuo responded with a smile.
It was said that at certain levels of magical cultivation, cultivators could go without eating or drinking and just make use of the energy within their body to maintain their lives for a hundred years. They had no need for food to nourish their bodies. However, Han Shuo had yet to reach that stage and apart from nourishment, food was also an enjoyment to him.
Phoebe led the way in the front as the two walked into a small storefront. A few one meter tall dwarves walked out from within and enthusiastically led them to their table.
The shop wasn't too big and the decorations weren't that luxurious. There were only a few few simple chairs, but it was incredibly crowded. Some merchants wearing rich furs, with diamond rings sparkling on their fingers, sprawled lazily over narrow chairs and tables, shoveling food into their mouths without a thought of their images.
The two sat down in a quiet corner near the window. Phoebe didn't ask Han Shuo for his opinion before she said to a dwarf waiting on the side, "The best food in the store!"
The dwarf smiled faintly and bowed urbanely, then quickly left to busy himself.
"Dwarves are quite an odd race. Some of them are adept at forging weapons, others crafting beer. There are those who like cooking as well. Whenever they fall in love with a craft, they always bring about some surprises in their work."
"The dwarves in this shop were from a remote mountain valley of the Kasi Empire. Their joy in life was to cook all sorts of delicious food. The dishes made by their hands are so tasty that it's hard to forget about them." Phoebe smiled faintly and explained to Han Shuo.
Having come from another world, Han Shuo had grown up with the delicacies of Chinese cuisine. He'd tasted the food of that world and had always felt that there was a world of difference between the food here and the illustrious history of food culture in China.
To be honest, Han Shuo didn't truly believe that the food here would be that much more exquisite or tasty compared to what he'd had in hotels before, so he didn't hold too much hope and only went along with Phoebe's words with a smile.
Business here was good. One could see from the numbers of customers and their identities that these high class customers didn't disdain this place because of its scale. From the way some noblewomen were eating, Han Shuo could see that they were greatly enjoying the food on their plates.
As Han Shuo smiled and chatted with Phoebe, the little dwarf brought over two plates of odd looking food and placed it lightly in front of the two.
It looked like a strange sort of meat that had been cooked to a bright gleam. An interesting smell wafted into Han Shuo's mouth and nose and rather surprised Han Shuo.
Phoebe, in front of him, had already started digging in with a knife and fork in hand. It was apparent that she also greatly enjoyed the food. When Han Shuo cut into a piece of meat and placed it in his mouth. His brow suddenly uncreased as a delicious taste suffused his mouth. It was like a wondrous magic spell as the deliciousness of food continuously circulated in Han Shuo's mouth and nose.
His appetite completely expanded, Han Shuo immediately dug in with a vengeance after tasting that small bite. He devoured the food like tigers or wolves swallowing their prey. Han Shuo belched when his stomach bulged. He complimented, "This really is something alright. No wonder there's so many people trying to squeeze into this small restaurant."
"Friend, we meet again!" Florida walked in through the door at this time. He stood there in his white magic robes and looked coldly at Han Shuo.
Phoebe was in the midst of enjoying her food when she lifted her head to look at Florida. She then hailed the dwarf and threw down a bag of gold coins on the table. She rose and said to Han Shuo, "Let's go!"
Han Shuo's expression was remote as he waved a hand, "I have nothing good to say to him. You can explain things to him directly. If he keeps bothering you, I'll be happy to have a go or two at him then."
Having exchanged a few blows with him yesterday, Han Shuo understood that Florida's strength was mysterious and unfathomable. However, Han Shuo had both magical cultivation and necromancy magic, as well as the mysterious little skeleton and the almost formed earth elite zombie and three yin demons. All of this combined made it so that he had no fear of Florida. As his magical cultivation improved each and every day, he had no need to lower his head in front of anyone.
Phoebe started when Han Shuo spoke thus and then flashed a smile, "I understand."
She moved and walked over to Florida, cold arrogance replacing her smile from a moment ago. When she reached the door, she pointed at Han Shuo and said to Florida, "He's my boyfriend, I think we have nothing to talk about. Business is business, but you have no right to interfere in my life. I hope you won't disturb me in the future!"
Although he was mentally prepared, Florida was still momentarily dazed when he heard these unkind words from Phoebe's mouth. The stiffness on his face faded away when he faced Phoebe, and he even spoke very gently. He stared tightly at Phoebe, "Where does this kid come from, what can he give you? Why choose him?!"
"Sorry, this has nothing to do with you. I hope you conduct yourself well!" Phoebe expression was remote and she also spoke frostily.
Nodding, Florida barked out a ghastly laugh. He looked at Phoebe and then at Han Shuo in the distance, saying, "Alright!" three times in a row. He then turned and left.
"Give me another plate!" Han Shuo snorted coldly and then turned to the dwarf by his side with a smile.

“If I don’t die… I swear I will act on all my evil thoughts..”
Not exactly everyone’s typical thought when they’re about to die. What will a cowardly young man do when reincarnated with the evil powers to redefine his destiny? Can the natural kindness of human nature triumph over evil? Will he become the cold-blooded demon king of legend, or will he forge his own path and rain down another kind of terror?


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Aunt Flora is what one would refer to as an eccentric. Most keepers are a bit eccentric. It is not easy being different, ability to see and deal with the supernatural comes with some drawback. One of them being loneliness. Aunt Flora has a phantom lover, that is what she claims. I have never seen him though, werewolves do not have the power to see ghosts, but she was too sweet, so I humored her.
Right now, she was shaking her head when I told her about Mark's proposal.
"Your mate won't like it," she replied shaking her head.
Aunt Flora was 50, though she looked around 35. She was pretty with her short red hair and elegant dressing sense. She reminded me of Jacky Kennedy. Though I think aunt is prettier.
"But aunt I don't want to have a mate," I tried to reason.
"Nonsense, all wolves want their mate, it is known. Poor Mark he will so broken-hearted." She said with a gloomy face.
"Why would Mark be heartbroken?" I asked surprised.
"He is not your mate, once you find your mate you will no longer be with Mark." She said matter of factly.
I rolled my eyes, "can I go for a run? She is getting snarky." I said referring to my wolf.
"Yeah, go ahead, just stay away from neighbor's property," she waved her hand dismissively as she was having a conversation with her boyfriend!
I wondered how she explained the presence of a wolf in her estate. Probably, she claimed to own a huge dog.
I stripped off my clothes and shifted into a brown wolf as I ran into the cold night. The first snow of the year was falling, and the field was covered with a dusting of white powder. I did not feel cold though. My thick fur protected me from the English winter.
*******""***"
The flight announced its landing and I squirmed sleepily in my seat. I was finally home. One good thing about Florida is that it enjoys the mildest winters in the United States. The days are typically sunny and warm, while the nights are a little cooler. I collected my luggage and as expected her entire family was there to greet me.
"Alice!" Emma ran towards me as Marta, Thomas, and Linda follower after.
After a round of hugs and kisses, I was bundled into one of the several waiting cars and we started for the packhouse.
"Look at you all grown up and glowing. Show me your ring," Linda asked.
I blushed and displayed my ring. The ladies oohed and aahed as expected.
"That's a lovely ring, my dear," Martha beamed.
"Look at that huge rock, " Emma commented, "looking forward to the wedding now." She winked.
I kind of shuddered. I was still reeling from the shock of being engaged, a wedding would have driven me off the edge. My wolf was extremely impatient, eager to find her mate.
"We haven't decided on the date yet," I said," we are taking it slow." I breathed deeply trying to brace myself for further prying questions.
"Well, we are eager to meet this Mark of yours. Do invite him to Florida, our beach weddings are wonderful." Marta quipped.
I could not imagine Mark among the pack of wolves. Trying to change the subject I enquired about Linda's twins, my lovely niece, and nephews.
"How are kids Linda? Hope they haven't forgotten me," I said.
We conversed until we reached the gates of the Jade moon pack.
In the modern age Pack, life had changed significantly over the years. Most modern Packs did not live in one house anymore and had turned the land over to individual families. 
This also made things legally safer since it was less questionable for multiple families to own a couple of hundred acres versus one individual to own thousands of acres. All the lands were still considered Pack since all the families were Pack, they were just more discreet.
Jade moon Pack had a similar arrangement. A row of houses surrounded by lush green forest and a private beach. We still had a safe house, a combined kitchen for unmated or who wanted to eat together. Gyms, school etc. everything necessary for a small township was in the campus.
Many pack families had outside interests and jobs as well. Even though living separate the Pack was a tight-knit community. Everyone relied on their Pack mates for companionship. Some packs were very conservative. They did not allow anyone to leave, kept their females locked in. Attacking packs for capturing their females was common in earlier times especially by the roughs. But times have changed.
Most female wolves were the textbook definition of bare feet and pregnant! They stopped school as soon as they found their mates at around 18, and all they did was pop out pups. Yet another reason why I did not want a mate.
However, Jade moon was different, my father always encouraged education and most youngsters went to college.
Having grown up together most wolves were true friends instead of just Pack mates. There were still mandatory Pack meetings, held on the full moon of every month which was attended by everyone. It was a well-knit, safe community except for the fact that I was sent away at the age of 9.
I had no idea why I could not stay after my bother took over the pack. I had come around to accept this arrangement, and I was not interested in returning anyway. I am what they call an urban werewolf.
I was greeted by Clara and Johnathan, my five-year-old niece and nephew as soon as I reached the Alpha's mansion. My brother owns the biggest house in the pack which sometimes doubles up as a safe house and accommodate visiting guests from other packs. Beta Thomas's house is right next to it.
"Hey, sweethearts how are you," I laughed hugging my niece and nephew.
Rick my brother followed smiling.
"Good to see you, Alice."
"You look good Rick," I said hugging him back.
I settled down in my old room overlooking the pool. It had not changed much. My room was still the same. Perhaps, if I had stayed back, I would have liked living here. I still do, it is just that memories of my dead father, my mom going mad with grief, haunt me.
For some reason, I cannot recall anything about my father's death. Although it happened right in front of my eyes. Psychiatrists call this repressed memory. Sometimes traumatic events may be stored in the unconscious mind and blocked from normal conscious recall.
Not sure if werewolves are capable of repressing memories. At least I did.

*******
Emma was taking me to some beach house party on Saturday, a few days after my arrival. A party meant shopping according to her, I had not brought any bathing suit with me, so it made sense.
We drove to a mall in the city and started browsing through various shops.
"I hope this won't be another meet the Alphas party," I asked.
 I had no interest in going for such looking for your mate parties. I was engaged to Mark that is it.
"There might be few Alphas, but it's just a normal house party, you don't have to look for anyone if you don't want.... unless..."
"There is no unless," I cut I her off.
She shrugged and went back to her shopping. Suddenly a chill ran through my spine. We were not alone. I sniffed the air, trying to get the scent of someone, anyone but it was too mixed up. The mall was crowded, and it was hard to pinpoint on one person.
Dismissing the thought, I paid my bills and returned to the packhouse. 
The summer house was a typical detached house situated along the shoreline. It was being hosted by Emma's friend Lucy. She belonged to the reds pack.
They were distinguished by their red hair hence the name. Her Alpha parents were well off, and they had several homes around the world. 
When Emma and I reached the place along with Bobby the party had already started. There was a large living room in the middle of the house, and on each wing, there was a long hallway leading to several bedrooms. Now that the place was packed, people were cramped together. 

A few hours later, the party was well underway. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, and I could hear lots of people talking and laughing in between the music. At the other end of the living room, some people had even started dancing.
They had to move several large sofas to create the space, but it seemed to be phenomenally successful, allowing the people that attended dancing classes to show off their technique. I was not one of them, so I simply looked at the couple dancing. A few guys had shown interest in me. I had a good conversation with them and subtly told them that I was engaged.
"Alice, come and dance with us," Emma shouted and waved at me to come closer.
I just shook my head and lifted my glass to indicate I was happy where I was. It was not a great loss.
My wolf had suddenly woken up from her slumber and she was agitated.
"Calm down dear," I soothed myself.
I was walking by the pool glancing at a group of boys and men throwing a ball back and forth.
Something bumped into me, knocking me off balance, causing me to fall into the pool along with what seemed like hard muscles. He smelled divine, a mix of musk and grass, and lilac.
I was grabbed and tucked to a broad chest, an arm wrapped around my waist and one arm around my head. Pressed deep into his chest only one thought was running through my head, "MINE."

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"What are you doing?" I shouted as the huge man ripped off my engagement ring from my finger.

"No!" I screamed as he threw away the diamond ring.

"You are mine! Do you understand? Only mine!" His gorgeous green eyes bore into mine.

"Never! I reject....." I never completed the sentence, his mouth was on mine, capturing my lips into a punishing kiss.

Alice has her life all sorted, she has a good job, a wonderful fiancee. Apart from a little secret, she was a werewolf, her life was in her control. After losing her parents in a rough attack she had been sent away to live with her aunt, a keeper.
Alice was what one would call an urban werewolf who had no intention of finding her mate.
But things didn't turn out as expected when the most handsome, powerful and dangerous Alpha of US claimed her as his mate. With her wolf in the heat but her mind warning her against the union. How will she resist being his Luna?

Warning: This story will have violence and abusive themes. This chapter will be heavy with abuse, torture and mention situations involving ****. Read with caution and at your own discretion.


          "Unlike in the place we were held before, the bars in our cells were not silver. They were steel and in at least my cell they showed the wear of keeping wolves trapped inside. They were dented or bent slightly and almost of them had chips and scratches in them. Even at eight years old I knew that place was bad. It even smelled bad. Like old piss, fermented shit, rancid body odor from hundreds of bodies, but most importantly it smelled like death."
          "It was not just young kids like me kept there. Older kids and even some who were in their very late teens. Somewhere far off we could even heard the sounds of babies crying. None of us were allowed to talk to each other. If we were caught one of the rogues guarding us would come into our cells and beat us. If you kept talking, you would be dragged out of your cell and beaten in front of everyone. Once, this older boy refused to be quiet. Even after repeated beatings he would keep yelling or talking. They dragged him out and we never saw him again."
          "We were well fed and supplied with clean water. Injuries were taken care of, which was really confusing for us. They were cruel and didn't care about us, but they would keep us healthy. Of course it was so that when we fought we could be as ruthless as possible at full strength."
          "I'm not sure how long it was exactly that I was in there, being moved around from my cell to this open cavern where we would be forcibly trained by the older rogues. We were always told that we were meant to fight and kill. They tried to drill it into our heads that we were never meant to live like humans and being wild and ruthless is how a wolf was supposed to be. Some of the younger kids began to believe it. I knew they were just lying."
          "I held onto the memories of my family and my pack. My family was gone, but my pack was still there. I held tightly to the memories of the love and acceptance I had when I was in my pack. It helped to get me through all of the hard times I had to live through."
          "It was in that place that I was forced to kill another wolf for the first time. He was younger than me and although we both wanted to leave, I could see that he was giving up. He wanted it to end. I think he might have been from Africa, but I'm not sure. There were kids from all over the world in that place."
          "His name was Jevin and he put up a really good fight. He managed to hurt me pretty bad with a broken leg and dislocated arm before I ended up breaking his neck. The adult rogues celebrated my victory. I cried for him for weeks."
          "After that, I want forced to kill anyone else. They changed my training from just kill to defensive and how to take down someone without killing them. Fighting happened often in rogue groups, but killing those you worked with was sometimes looked down on. I never understood it because they never seemed to value life. I guess it was their way of trying to keep some order in the chaos of a world they all lived in. I tried many times to question them on the way this all worked, but bi one would tell me anything g more than to not ask questions and just shut up and learn."
          "I could only tell the passing of seasons by the clothing our captors wore. So I was able to tell that I was there for around two years. In that time I learned how to be a ruthless fighter and how to live a life as a rogue. We had to learn survival skills, all while enduring beatings that were used to get us used to pain and learn how to block it out or over come it."
          "Not everyone got through it all with their minds intact. Some would become feral and were used to torment those who did not stay in line."
          "When I was finally brought out of the place, I was a rogue soldier. I kept my head down and did what I was told because I knew if I didn't my torment would be endless. Being ten, I was not far from being sexually mature and closer to the age of shifting. This meant I was ready to join my first rogue group."
          "I was sent south to the middle east, where I spent two years learning to survive on the scorching heat and learning to read and write in five languages. This group prided themselves in training wolves to be able to infiltrate and blend in perfectly with human society, where they would then take humans for various reasons. I went on many such missions, though I never asked it found out what happened to the humans after I brought them to camp."
          "After two more years there in the heat and sand, I was sent west to France to a group that specialized in Infiltrating packs. I was taught how to muddy my scent and make it smell enough like the rest of a pack to go unnoticed. It was also in this group that I was raped for the first time." At her words Vincent's eyes went wide and he visably tensed. He had crossed his arms and was leaning against the counter clacross from her bed lazily as he listened. Now he looked as though he might leap out of his skin.
          "Some rogue groups do not allow rapes and instead have a designated group bitch or stud to be used. Most do not. When new faces came around, they were fair game. It was in France when my reputation for death began, though I didn't get the name of Valkyrie until much later."
          "After I was raped the first time, I made it a point to make myself as unpleasant to be around as possible. When that didn't work, I carried a knife and with me. I was too young to shift, so I had to find some other way to have claws. My human teeth had no trouble ripping out a throat or two, so that never was an issue."
          "I was sold to another group in Florida in America after two years in France. I had become too wild for the group and they were losing Male members quickly because they only saw my defiance as a challenge."
          "In Florida, it was no different. I even managed to escape from the group for a few weeks before they found me again. The members old enough to shift made sure I k ew what the teeth of a wolf felt like and tries to use it to keep me in line. It only fueled me more. Florida was open and there were plenty of places to wonder off to, though I made sure never to go too far after. I wanted to live. No matter how bad it got I never considered death. Something in me wanted to stay alive more than I hated the hand in life I had been dealt."
          "I was traded to a group out in the midwest after three years and I was ok it there when I shifted for the first time. The wide open spaces reminded me of home and running there almost felt like I was running with my pack again. I didn't mind that group really. They were more like a collection of line wolves, just living together for mutual benefit. I would have liked to stay with them."
          "Unfortunatly, Kyle and his group were in the area at the time and I was forcibly traded with one of his men. Things got worse when I joined his group. The first night him and the men in his group jumped me. It took all of them to pin me down to take their turns with me. When I resisted I was beaten, but I still resisted. I wasn't about to let them think that they could subdue or subjugate me."
          Vincent's normally amber eyes were black with rage his hands were clutching his arm so hard Ada knew he was going to bruise himself. Ada slipped off the bed and placed her hands over his. She let her eyes lock with his and after a moment she watched the darkness fade from them and the beautiful amber color returned. His body visibly relaxed and she stepped back. 
          He followed her back across the space to the bed and grabbed her arms, keeping her from sitting down. There was an intense look on his face that was almost impossible for her to ignore. The heat in her chest traveled up to her face and she had to force herself to look away.
          "I killed most of the men in the group, but I was never able to get to Kyle. He always had someone around him. The more I tried the harder it got. He never fully trusted that I would follow him, but he kept me around anyway."
          "Then he found out you were going to visit another pack and wanted to kill you. I saved your life because you were my mate. You know the rest." She said to him, forcefully pulling herself out of his arms as she sat back down on the bed.
          For a long moment he didn't move or say anything. He just stared at her. Ada was sure that he was going to storm out again. She had been through a lot, too much. She was damaged. He knew it all now, or at least a general summary of it all, and he didn't react at all.
          He stepped right up to the bed, hesitating there for a moment before he climbed on it with her.
          "What are you doing?" She asked, shifting to the other side of the bed as Vincent climbed on with her.
          "I dont plan on leaving you in here alone." She said to him, Ada narrowing her eyes as she stared at him.
          "I dont need you in here pretending that you are protecting me." Her tone came out more harsh than she intended. He glared back at her but was still sitting on the bed with her.
          "You have been through enough as it is. I'm not going to give anyone in the pack an opportunity to hurt you just because you are a rogue." He countered, to which she rolled her dark eyes at him.
          "I'm perfectly capable of defending  myself from attack." She reminded him, to which he nodded his head slowly.
          "Yes. But I'm not going to let anyone in my pack think they have the right to attack you. All my life I've been told stories about rogues about how they are monsters and do nothing but kill. No one every really thinks why or how a wolf became a rogue. They just hate them." Vincent explained, Ada just stared. She knew what he was trying to do, but it wasn't working.
          "You still hate rogues." She pointed out to him. He went to protest and she lifted a hand, placing her pointer finger to his lips to stop his words before they were even formed.
          "You do still hate rogues. The only reason you dont hate me is because we are supposed to be mates. If that bond was not there, you would not have come looking for me. You would not have saved me, and you certainly wouldn't be in here trying to defend me right now." She explained, huffing out an exasperated sigh.
          "Not all rogues are monsters, but we are all killers. Forced or not we have killed pack wolves and raided pack territories. We are every bit the monsters they you think we are." She told him, her finger still on his soft lips.
          After a long silence in which they simply stared at one another, Vincent gently moved her hand from his mouth by taking her hand in his.
          "I don't care what you have been forced to do. You are still my mate and I dont want to lose you." He held her hand until she pulled it from his gentle grip.
          "You have to face the idea that you might. If I'm going to be punished for all rogue crimes, or even all of my own..." She trailed off when she saw the pain in his eyes. She wanted to take his face in her hands and kiss the pain away, but she remained rooted in place.
          She had to keep her distance. She knew what was going to happen tomorrow even if she had not been told. She was going before the Alpha, Luna and the Beta. They were going to judge her and then lay down a sentence for whatever crimes they feel she had committed against them. 
          Ada was not mad at them. She couldn't blame them. They were scared. Scared of rogues, scared of her, and scared of what her being the mate to the next Alpha meant. This was unknown territory. No rogue had ever become someone's mate before. At least never that she'd heard of. It was a scary thing to think of.
          Vincent shifted on the bed beside her and his hand came up toward her face. She pulled back but her moved closer. Panic rose in her chest and her eyes widened, causing Vincent to freeze. He instead reached down and took her hand in his and brought it to his face. He inhaled her scent deeply and close his eyes as he leaned his face into her hand.

When Adalaid was stolen from her pack as a child and forced to become a rogue far from her homeland, all she could ever think of and hope for was returning and being accepted by the people she knew would accept and love her. Now she has found her mate, but as a rogue, can she ever truly be accepted?

  "You okay cupcake? You hit the ground pretty hard." My eyes fluttered open; my head was spinning yet again.
  "You are quite clumsy for such a pretty little face." 
  "I am going to fucking kill you Devon, she just woke up and you are already trying to get in her pants."
  "Yeah, you need to cut the crap, Devon. Go get some of the soup I made and bring it here. That is all you are useful for."
  "No shit Rose, why do you think I was trying to, I don't have a girlfriend for that exact reason."
  "Finn, go with him and make sure he doesn't spike it or some shit."
  "Sure beautiful."
  I hear two walk away and the other two stay beside me, I hear the TV blaring into my skull and sense that I am now in the living room. I still fight to keep my eyes open, and when I do I realize why I fell in the first place.
  It was him, the guy from my drawings, yet in color, alive, breathing. He has black hair just like I imagined, but his eyes are more green than my dreams. I think I am in one right now, I have never seen him in my life and yet, the same person I kept drawing was here in front of me.
  I would not be surprised if they think I am crazy, I can feel my mouth is wide open and so were my eyes. Maybe if they knew why I was like that they would understand exactly why I looked so stupid.
"You alright Angel? You look like you've seen a ghost."
  Yeah, the ghosts of my past. I gain composure and look at my hands, I was not daring enough to make eye contact. The two who left are back and hand me a white bowl with chicken soup. I try saying thank you, but no words come out.
  I grab the spoon from the bowl with shaky hands and take a bite, I could sense them all staring at me. It was only then I realize that they smelled unhuman, it calms me just a little, there was a witch, vampire, wolf and one I couldn't point out. Oddly enough, the one from my dreams was the scent I can't figure. 
  "Boys, you're scaring her, go."
  "But-"
  "No."
  "Can I at least-"
  "All of you, out now!" Footsteps fade and I sense one in the room, the wolf, or from what I could recall, Rose.
  "I am so sorry about them; we have not acquainted with strangers in quite a while. They are getting excessively horny." She stifles a small giggle, and I can't tell if she was trying to lighten the mood or had a natural sense of humor. 
  The stiffness vanishes the room and I finally get the courage to look up. She looked just like the guy I drew, but she had curly fawn hair. Her Emerald green eyes perfectly match his, and the bright smile as well. They had to be related, somehow. 
  "I see someone finally has a sense of humor. I'm Rose." She was extremely friendly for a wolf, but she doesn't seem to have a pack as I. She had a kind of happiness in her, one that I would seem to never have.
  "Stella." It was barely a mumble, but better than the last time I tried to speak.
  Rose tilts her head, scrunched her eyebrows, and raises her mouth, "Well, Stella, how does a wolf-" she abruptly stops to sniff, "-with a bit of witch blood like you end up in the middle of a street in New York city?" Her question did not have an answer, I wanted to ask her how I got here, and how she could tell I had a bit of witch in me. Now I know I won't get the answers I wanted. 
  "I-I don't know." At least it was mostly truthful, I know why I am here, obviously, but of course I couldn't tell her I was the future queen of the New York packs.
  Maybe this was exactly what I need though, nice people who do not know who I really am, I can finally act as normal as possible. I don't want to lie to them, so I figured I would just leave the royal part out but tell them the rest.
  "I was with some of my friends and I don't know what happened after." I was halfway done with the soup, and I didn't even realize I was eating it. I had to give her some credit; she makes amazing soup. 
  "Micah found you lying in the middle of the street, it makes sense you don't remember anything. Is this your first time in the city?" Rose looks at me solemnly, her eyes were pure kindness, I could see a faint hint of her wolf, it was male.
-
  For wolves, it is fairly unusual to have the opposite gender, but not unheard of. Wolves choose us, dating back to the earliest we know. Our wolves are centuries old, when the person the spirit bonded with dies, they wait until they find the next one to connect with.
  The reason wolves can't just bond with humans is because they are not strong enough to take two sprits in one body. Our ancestors, both wolf and people, have dated back to about 1287.
  There were five royal families, and one night when they were all together, something changed them, and nobody knows what. From that day on they were all wolves. 
  There are only four families now, and like the mysteries of how wolves came to be, we do not know what happened to the fifth. 
  My family and I are one of the four, West, Rain, Pine, and Moon. We don't know the fifth name, but like the others, it has four letters.
  We rule the New York packs, while the others reside in California, Florida, and Canada. There are smaller self-run packs in other states of the U.S, but we hold the main ones. 
  Our ancestors came from England after all their kingdoms were overtaken and came to North America to lead in semi-normal lives. From what we know, the five families started here in New York and spread as they found other wolves. 
  Each family has ten royal wolves, our family has Koa, Sky, Lark, Snow, Clay, Shadow, Forrest, Dawn, Alder, and River.
  Midnight was the 5th King's wolf, and when the family disappeared, their wolf ancestors moved to other packs. We get rumors about him all the time, he sometimes roams the other packs, but there have been no official sightings. Midnight is the only ancestor of the 5th family that has yet to move to another pack and make new bonds, until now.
  That means Sky has yet to bond with anyone, until me, and even further, there was a love between two Kingdoms. Maybe that was why the 5th disappeared.
-
  "Yeah, it is." I do my best to keep my breathing steady, after what I just realized, I felt faint, again.
  "Hm, makes a lot of sense. You smell of the forest. Where are you from?" She seemed to have amazing smell, I was surprised she couldn't smell where I was from, "Wait, are you from the packs?" There it is.
  "Yeah." She smiles at me, and reaches out for the bowl, "Oh, sorry, I can clean it." I try to stand, but begin to fall back, until someone catches me.

Stella Rain is the daughter of the king and queen of Blood Stone pack. Her parents are different species, making her older brother unable to rule. This forces her to become queen, but before she agrees she and a few others sneak out of the packs to explore the outside before Stella is Bound to the packs for the rest of her life.

As I walked along the streets of Florida, I was oblivious to my surroundings. I felt like I was in a daze; an unknown force pushing me forward. I trudged to a bench, sat down and took my face in my palms, and cried. I did not care who saw me or what they thought about me. I felt like I left a part of my heart behind. 

Why did this always happen to me? First, it was Jude and now Henry. 

I can't believe he would keep such a thing from me! I walk to the park practically stomping my feet, making heads turn in my direction.

Yeah, look at me all you want. I know, I'm awesome. 

I sit on a bench and bury my head in my hands. This was why I never trusted a boy and never embraced my feelings towards a boy. 

They always break your trust.

FLASHBACK:

"C'mon baby, just one, please?", Jude pleaded and pulled me into a deep kiss. He started trailing kisses down my neck. 

"Ah... Hmm... Jude, i-I've never done this before... hmm..." 

"Don't worry, baby, I'll show you how. I promise I'll be gentle." 

I bit back a moan and grabbed his hair, "uh... okay, I'll do it." 

MATURE SCENE BELOW! SKIP IF NOT COMFORTABLE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! IF YOUR PARENTS SEE YOU READING THIS, I NEVER WROTE THIS BOOK, OKAY?! 

He carried me to the bed and hovered above me. Then he peppered my collarbone with kisses and moved to my breasts, sucking them one after the other. I moaned his name and wrapped my legs around his waist. 

Then he attacked my mouth and flicked his tongue, demanding entrance to my mouth. I denied him and he put his finger into my throbbing pussy. I gasped and he used that opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. 

"Oh my God, Chloe, baby, you are so fucking wet for me!" and he curled his finger into my pussy. I moaned and arched my back and he smirked against my chest. "Don't you feel how good I make you? Do you want to cum for me, kitten?" 

I nodded my head and moaned. 

"Words kitten." 

"Uh... Um... Y-yes, Jude... Ahh!" 

He slipped another finger and then I lost it. I cummed all over his finger and he kissed me. 

"Uh... Chloe, I can't hold it anymore. I need you." 

Then he removed his boxers and put his tip-in. Then he pushed his whole length in me. 

"Uh..., Chloe, you are so fucking tight for me!", then he started pounding into my pussy. He was so huge! 

"Jude, I need to-" 

"I know, babe, I know!" 

Then he gave one lunge and it sent us over the edge. We panted and clung to each other. He kissed my neck and said, "Thanks babe. Good night." and I fell asleep in his arms. 

END OF MATURE SCENE. 

"Kitten, what are you thinking of?"

I snapped out of my daze and looked at him. 

Jude. 

"Oh, Um... I was thinking of something, it's not important." 

He lifted my face and held my chin in his index finger. "Kitten, of course, it's important to me. Anything that bothers you, bothers me too. I love you sunshine, from the top of your beautiful red hair to your cute little toes. 

I hugged him and laid my head on his chest while he stroked my hair. It felt so peaceful and so natural. 

And before you ask, my parents traveled to LA for a conference. But I think they just wanted to have a second honeymoon. And I swear, if they come back with a baby, I will jump off a cliff.

Nah, I'm just kidding. I'll jump into a pot of hot boiling oil!

*Yawn* "I'm tired. I'm gonna take a shower", Jude said standing up.

"Oh, okay. Take your time."

Five minutes later...

What's taking him so long! I'd understand if it was a girl taking that long but a guy?

I stood up and walked to the guest bathroom. Hmm, no sound came out of that.

Then I heard the shower running in my room. I walked upstairs and went into my room. 

Here's the thing, if you walk into my room, the bathroom is across the door and the dickhead left the door open!!

I felt my cheeks turning red as I noticed his tight ass. 

Okay, Chlo, just breathe and walk away. 

But my legs did not move from that fixed spot. I was still looking at him when I saw him smirking through the mirror. "Take a picture, it will last longer."

I brought out my phone, "Okay." And took a picture of him in the shower. 

He rolled his eyes and looked at me again. "Chloe, I need some help. I can't get the soap to my back. Can you please help me?"

My cheeks blazed red hot. "Well...um...I...um..."

You want to do it, my mind said.

No, I don't! He's my boyfriend, for God's sake!

More reason why you should help him. And mom always said, 'help a friend in need, because a friend in need is a friend indeed.

Well, no thank you! " Sorry, Jude, I have to go. I'll meet you downstairs." And I ran downstairs. 

Mother also said when face to face with temptation, run for your life.

"Jude! I'm gonna go to Kevin's for a while. I'll be back soon, okay?"

"Sure, take your time", he replied from the bathroom. "Oh, and don't forget to pick up the takeout!"

"Yeah, yeah. I got that."

I walked out into the cool night. There was a full moon out that night. A beautiful moon. I jogged to Kevin's house and found the dog out of its kennel. I froze while the dog crouched, looking at me. 

I took a step back. "Nice doggy, nice doggy." And I fell on the sidewalk

Then the dog barked and ran to me. I quickly got up and ran to the backyard.

"KEVIN! KEVIN, WAKE UP! HELP ME! CATCH YOUR MANGY MUTT! KEVIN!" I ran around the house screaming at the top of my lungs. 

If you want to know why I hate that dog so much, it all started when I was 9 years old. I was walking from a coffee shop with my dad when I saw a dog. The dog was looking at the burger in my hand, so I held it out for him. 

Or her? 

I don't know. Anyway, the dog came forward to me. But instead of biting the burger, it bit my hand. I had to go to the hospital to have my hand checked.

Thank goodness, I didn't get rabies.

Back to Kevin's house, I threw a stone at his open window and it landed on his head. He looked out his window. "What are you doing down there?"

"I'm waiting for Taylor Swift! Come help me here! I'm being chased by a damn dog!"

He ran to the door and whistled. The dog stopped and walked back to Kevin.

I fell to the ground, panting." Are...you *cough*... serious!" He shrugged and pulled me up.

"Your hair's a mess!", he said ruffling my hair.

"Wow, thanks! I feel so loved.", I said rolling my eyes. I walked into the house and slumped on a couch.

"So, what brings you to my humble abode?"

"Pfft, humble? With that big head of yours that could not fit into a polo shirt? You must be joking."

"Okay, did you come here to make fun of me?"

"Now that you mention it, I might add it to my agenda. And since you're so 'humble', can I have something to drink?"

"No. No, you can not."

"Aw, come on! Please!"

"Sheesh, fine! Will orange juice do?"

I put my finger to my chin and stroked it. "Hmm...what about root beer?"

"Okay." He walked to the kitchen, jumped over the counter, and landed perfectly on his feet. "Show off," I murmured.

It was silent for sometime before Kevin spoke. "Chloe, if I'm something else. Like a monster, perhaps. Or a space alien, will you still be friends with me?"

I stared at him burst out laughing, "W-why are you talking like an old man about to die?" I turned in a way that my head was on the ground and my legs were hanging in the air, so I was looking at him upside down. Then I stopped laughing when I saw him fold his hands and look away. "Oh, you're serious?"

I got up and walked to him and sat on 5he counter he was leaning on. "Kevin, no matter what you are, whether a slimy tentacled alien or a giant Gorilla, I will always be your best friend and you will always be my big-headed, oversized idiot friend", I said and put my legs on his shoulders. 

He laughed and shook his head. "And you'll always be my short, crazy, pancake-loving maniac", and he gave me a big bear hug. 

"I should probably be going home. I'll talk to you in the next 5 hours. Okay?"

"Sure. Hey, have you by any chance seen my wallet?"

I shook my head with an innocent smile on my face. "Nope."

"Oh, okay. I probably left it in my car. Don't forget to call, alright?"

"Yeah, sure. And Kevin?" He looked up. "Keep your eyes on the leather." And with that, I ran out. I will probably return it after a week or so. The keyword there is probably

I ran to get the takeout from MacDonald's then I jogged home. I already felt tired. I arrived home at 10 pm. "Jude! I'm home!" I walked to the kitchen to drop the food. "Hello?! I got your takeout, Mr. I'm-so-hungry-I-could-eat-a-whole-zebra!"

No answer.

That's odd. He would have run to the kitchen by now. I walked to the guest room but the door was not closed and moans came from behind the door.

I opened the door and froze. My boyfriend was there with his dick hanging from an albino girl's pussy!!

I was filled with so much anger, betrayal, and hurt. I threw the food in my hand at them. The smell of sex and sweat filled the room. It was sickening.

Jude turned with wide eyes and I noticed red blotches on his neck. I lifted my eyes from his neck to his face. "Chlo, I...i-i can ex-explain."

Right then, I was seeing red, blue, maybe even black. "Jude!", I said through clenched teeth, "I don't want to repeat myself twice. Get out."

"Chlo," he tucked what was left of his dignity into his shorts and knelt in front of me. "Kitten, ple-"

I slapped his cheek so hard my hand stung. "Don't you dare call me kitten! You sick pervert!" I turned to the girl. "You, out, now!" She grabbed her clothes and ran out the door. I turned to Jude. "Now, as I said before. TAKE EVERYTHING THAT BELONGS TO YOU AND EVERY SINGLE THING THAT YOU HAVE GIVEN TO ME AND LEAVE MY ROOM, MY HOME, AND MY LIFE!"

He knelt begging me and I did the unthinkable. I grabbed my dad's revolver aimed it at his head and pulled the trigger. He collapsed, blood flowing from the big hole in his head.

What have I done! Am I a murderer now? What's happening to me! 

I slowly sat down on the floor waiting for someone to wake me up and tell me it was a dream. 

Mom! Dad! I failed you! 

I gathered what strength I had left and dragged him to my backyard. There, I buried the body.

What would I tell his parents? What would mom do if she found out? She's gonna take me to Juvie and I'll rot in jail for the rest of my life!

I know! I'll just leave Forks and go to Florida! Maybe I can stay with dad and start a new life!

Yes. That's what I will do!

END OF FLASHBACK. 

I lost my virginity to Jude, a monster in a human body. My mother was devastated and that left me in a mess. 

Honk! 

I looked up and saw Kevin in his car waving at me. I got up, steadied myself, and wobbled to the car. When I got in, I hugged him and cried on his shoulder. He patted my head and shushed me. This was why I loved Kevin; he was always there for me and always knew how to calm me down. 

"Come on Chlo, let's go home. I told your mom that you'll be sleeping over at my house." 

I nodded my head and rested my head on the seat of the car. 

Five minutes later, we arrived at his house. He opened the door for me and his sister, Rose was waiting for me. Rose and I didn't get along well so I was not surprised when she gave me the cold shoulder.

"Chloe will be staying with us for a few days. Hope you don't mind?" At least Kevin was nice enough. 

"Whatever. As long as she stays in her own space, I'm fine with her", and she rolled her eyes and went back to watching TV. 

I felt very uncomfortable with Rose and me in the same room. "I'll just go change to something else." and I walked to the bathroom. I found a First Aid box and put some bandage on my leg and sighed. If only I didn't come to Florida in the first place, I wouldn't be in this mess. 

I brushed my teeth and came out and found a pair of sweatpants and a shirt. I guessed Kevin put them there. I changed and went to his room. 

"I see you found the clothes I left for you and you can sleep in my room. I'll sleep on the couch."

I hugged him and giggled. "Thank you. But I would need my clothes from his house." 

"Of course. Oh, your mother brought this for you." and he brought out a Teddy bear. It was my bear from my childhood. 

"Peter!" I grabbed it from him, "Oh how I missed you! Thank you!" I hugged my bear and climbed the bed and fell asleep out of tiredness but not before hearing a faint "Sweet dreams." 

An hour later,... 

I woke up and went downstairs and saw Kevin on the couch. "Kevin, we need to talk." 

He sat up and moved to the edge of the couch. "Oh yeah, whatever about?" 

"I want to know your relationship with him." 

He looked down and refused to meet with my eyes. "Please, do not lie to me. I'm in enough pain as it is." I pleaded with him. 

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to run away from me. Promise?" 

I took a deep breath and crossed my heart. "Cross my heart and hope to die, not to fear and not to lie." 

He took a deep breath and started explaining everything. "I am a werewolf. We wolves are changed by our parents to follow our ancestral lineage. My parents are wolves and so are Rose and I. We belong to Henry's pack. I am the Delta and Rose is a Hunter.

We are connected with a special bond. We can communicate with our minds as long as you are a member of the pack, though it's stronger when we transform. 

"Hold up. Speaking of bonds, what is a mate?" 

"Each werewolf has a mate. The mates are their destined soulmates and they were chosen by the moon goddess. Werewolves usually find their mate between ages 16-17.

Mates are very possessive of each other especially the males. When mates find each other, there is a bond stronger than that of the pack and you both can feel a connection. When they are marked, that bond becomes stronger and they become united as one. When they don't find their mates after a long time, they feel pain. Sometimes they run crazy or their wolves disappear or they die."

He stopped and looked at me." I hope I'm not scaring you with all this wolf stuff?"

I shook my head and breathed out." No. You're not. I just need some time to understand all this." I stood up, stretched, and walked back to my room. 

You're not going crazy. You just need to understand all this. You can live your life without him. 

But why does it feel like I left a portion of my heart at his heart? What is happening to me? Am I going to make the same mistake again? 

This book is about random ramblings about life.

       "Ugh, F*ck that wasn't pleasant." I say as I'm regaining consciousness. I vividly remember being hit by that truck, I was on my way to the store to get some groceries when I saw this wolf. ' That cant be right though, I live in a very rural city in the middle of Florida. There's no wolves here other than in the zoo.' Then I remember the almighty truck-sama, then absolutely nothing.
        " Nurse!... Nurse my head is killing me?"
         All the sudden the blinding pain in my head becomes entirely too much to bear. Lots of memories collide within my mind. ' F*ck this hurts! Why the F*ck am I remembering all this? These aren't my memories. Something is definitely wrong!' "F*CK F*CK F*CK MAKE IT STOP!!"
         Blackness overtakes my mind and I faint due to the overwhelming pain the merger placed on my mental capacity.
Hours Later:
         *beep beep beep*
        My eyes Open suddenly when the scouter on my face starts going off, notifying me of an incoming message. Probably from that prick Vegeta. That's right I've apparently transmigrated into the DBZ universe. Not only that, but apparently I'm, in my own opinion, the very underrated story fodder throw away character by the name of...
         " RADITZ, you trash, if you fail in recruiting your brother to our saiyan squad, DON'T BOTHER COMING BACK!! I'm so tired of your weakness and babysitting your trashy excuse for a warrior self, you're a DISGRACE to all saiyans. SUCCEED OR DIE YOU FILTH!!!"
         Yup, that's right I'm the "weakling" saiyan Raditz, brother of Kakarot/Goku, one of the future most powerful beings in the universe. ' F*ck you Vegeta. For being such a little d*ck ( innuendo intended) I will be taking your place in this story, HAHAHA. Now where to start?' I take a look around the pod I'm in accessing original Raditz's memories. 'Well well looks like I'm not the idiot the story made me out to be. I understand the ship and all the mechanical knowledge of it and the scouter. Hell yeah I'm mechanically inclined!' I muse and take the scouter from my face.
         Opening it up I find the GPS bug, Frieza had installed. ' wont be needing this, or the transponder that links this with other scouters in Frieza's system. That should do it. Goodbye Dipsh*ts!!. Now lets see if my pod is being traced or bugged while I'm still a ways away from Earth. I want those fools to believe I died in space so they wont show up for a while.'
         There under the control panel on my right, I found the little tracking device. I gather all the pieces in my hand so I can destroy them simultaneously.' Gotta make it believable, the bugs are still on, hehe' "AHHHH NOOOOOO!!!!" *crunch* I squeezed my palm shut crushing the devices and essentially freeing myself from all the eyes and ears.
        " Haha, not bad acting if I say so myself. Now I just need to get to Earth, find Kakarot, and convince him to hook me up with some martial arts training and teach me to control/sense ki" ' I refuse to let things go down the same way it did in the show. I will stand shoulder to shoulder at the top with Goku.'

WARNING: MC not very saiyan like! More of Bulma crazed anti hero who isn’t put off by using shortcuts to gain power and only cares about putting Bulma’s uterus through its paces. Guess you could call him a huge simp!

MC wakes one day as the weakling saiyan brother of Goku.

I refuse to be story fodder.

Screw you Vegeta I'm taking your spot in the story HAHAHA

A/N: I do not own DBZ or any of the Characters or the cover
this is a fanfic so not cannon at all so keep all your hateful comments to your self I'm just writing this for fun. I've never written anything before any helpful comments and suggestions will be appreciated greatly. 

Also there will be a lewd chapter every now and then there will be a warning so you can skip it if you desire.

I won’t be adding a harem for my first novel though so don’t get your hopes up for that.

There is a lot and I mean A LOT of dialogue so if that’s gonna bother you this probably isn’t for you

Please leave a rate and review so I’ll know where my novel stands Thank You for reading

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"3 years ago I killed a man. Reason being that he molested me. And I kept thinking wtf, why me, why me, I am ugly as crap but it happens. Anywho I killed him felt guilty told my dad I got raped and he called me names that I wouldn't like to remember. Then I told mason and he got all mad and crap but I didn't care so we said bye I moved to Florida got a nice tan. Lost 50lb  because I wanted to be a Victoria secret angel. Became a Victoria secret model and met a man named Niklaus. He was my boyfriend for about 2 years we moved to England then Australia hence my amazing accent. Guess it caught on. He told me about vampires compulsion everything else." I said while fighting Damon playfully. then with my legs, I quickly get him in a headlock with my thighs.
"I soon found out I was in love and didn't want it to end but alias stupid idiot man messed it up. He told his brother that he only wanted me for my body and that he been cheating so I played like I didn't know anything but inside I was dying. I loved this man with all my being I killed for him. He made me turn crazy. And one day his brother was trying to cover his error so he tried to compel me to walk away but being a wolf I can resist compulsion and use it as a mirror but not all wolves can do that. If he said go away all I need to do was stare at him and he would go away. I also found out that I can compel any creature in the universe even if they are on vervain. Anyway like I was saying before I rambled I blocked his compulsion and he walked away as I went into my boyfriend's room. And I found him with my best friend. Having special hugs." I stopped fighting while my eyes started watering so to pretend it's not affecting me I started doing push-ups even though I was dying inside. Soon after I continued.

"I was no evil so say I was worse than Katherine but I didn't care. It changed very quickly when I remembered every moment that I was kind caring noble honest. Stuff like that. So I changed I made a promise to myself. I will continue just the way I am and trust non easily. I moved back to Florida and met a man who was highly attractive. He was like a Greek god attractive. I met three of his friend's dean Sam and Castile they treated me like I was a sister but chuck he was different he had that compassion only God himself could have then I asked him how it's possible so he put a spell on me so I can be able to see angels demons, gods and goddesses, in their true form. He said that his name was God he is the real God. God above all gods. King above all kings. One thing led to another and I hated him with a passion and started dating Lucifer, then Crowley, God named chuck pronounced his love for me and I got dumped twice for his sorry arse. We fell in love and it was the best but not as best as Nicklaus. We dated I told chuck my personal stuff since he couldn't get into my mind. I trusted him more than myself. He looked at me like Stefan looks at Elena. Lust, compassion, love. He was everything. That is when I started to let my guard down around the 4. After I saw heaven of course. I met his angels and son. I went to hell to saw the demons. I was their queen. I am their queen heavens queen too. Shoot I am Mother Nature for crying out loud. I have had my heart captured stomped on and shredded in 3 years." After I was done about 500 push-ups I stopped and sat on the ground for 2 minutes then looked at Elena.
"I was strung along with like a little puppy on a loose string ready to let go but the owner wouldn't let me. Katrina did that to the Salvatore brothers and many more. And I know I hate the feeling. Speaking from experience I want to get away but I was such a lovesick puppy to realize that it was a trap. Yesterday about this time I woke up from sleeping on the couch dean woke me up and said wakey eggs and bakey. I told him I would say bye to chuck and he said ok. Before I could get to chuck's room Castile was trying to distract me. I finally got him to move then I walked in on- ....-my loving boyfriend that I was supposed to get wedded to have someone else on his penis. So I died literally inside. The only thing is in here is a sour wolf only nice to the people she trusts and knows. And now I know never to bring that guard down again." I gave them a sad smile. But quickly got up and started running around the falls.

I heard them follow me so I stopped. Then they stopped. "Let's race ok me versus Damon and team stelena." They all looked at me funny. So I rolled my eyes while everyone else was trying to get ready. 

"Ready, on your mark, get set, go" Elena yelled, and me Damon and her on Stefan's back dashed. I tried to tell them that I am faster than a 4000 old vampire and stronger too so there was no point. They were adventually understood.

We started walking back and I realized that I have no place to stay because I was definitely not sleeping in that hell hole. "Hey umm... I know that you just met us and all but you think that you would want to sleep in our house? Dam dam asked nervously.

"Yes, Damon I would love to thank you." As always right on cue my phone rings and I see that it is chuck so I decline it. But then the dean calls me. Then my promise to them pops into my head. 

'Where ever you boys are just call me and I will get there in the fastest way possible. I don't care what it is call me and I will always be there. Because we are a family.'

(D-dean).             (L-Luna)

L-Hello wonderful lovely dean. What do I owe the pleasure?

D-Luna we need your help Sam has been sucked into a portal of sorts and we don't know which one and your better at all of this than anyone I know so please come.

L-Fine I will be there in 20 min. But I get to drive your car when I get there oh and I bring a friend don't kill him. I will kill you. Bye, dean.
End of convo

"Ok well, I am going to be gone for a week who wants to come with me?" I ask then Stefan slowly puts his hand up. 

"I will come nothing else to do anyways. How long are we leaving?" He asks trying to read Elena's expression I could see she is jealous but I could care less. 

"Week. Two at most be warned, my 3 friends don't like vampires they think all of them are evil and that is only old Latin vamps. Dam dam call me if anything happens Katrina is here so make up a code word or something. If something bad happens call me right away. Bye Elena, we will see you soon." I got to hug her but whisper in her ear 
"Stop worrying I am not trying to steal your man he loves you." I giggle as she blushes. 

She then whispers back "but your so beautiful you can get a guy in a second flat." I look at her with best friend's love. 

"Darling look at him" I make Elena look at him in the eyes. "A man's eyes is a pathway to the soul. He loves you far greater than the earth it's self you are a beautiful strong woman any man would be happy to have you as his. Especially Stefan. Now I know there is a pit right now but that's love let it work it's a way through. If it's true love it will find its way." I kissed her on the cheek then waited for Stefan to say goodbye after he did I told him to get on my back. He got on and I went to my car and I got cute black leather crop top tight leggings that make my Kim k body pop. I put my leather jacket on and a smokey eye and makeup on. Cat eyeliner ect. Then I told Stefan to get on my back he did know I was faster than him so I ran from Virginia to Florida 5 min tops.

We finally made it to the safe house. But before we enter I tell Stefan "Stefan you need to stay next to me at all times and when I say eyes closed close them without asking. Ok," he has a confused look on his face but says ok. "Oh, last thing. If they attack you don't attack them. Promise?" 

"Promise" I nod then say come in Stefan while I open the safe house door. Well, this will be fun!

Adira Brenna shoved, stretching her arm out, palm up, as magic blazed from her hand to strike Jensen Harper full force in the chest. He flew across the room, tumbling over her ottoman to land on the floor. “You knew all this time you were destined to mate another, and you still played hide the sausage with me?” Adira stood, arms crossed over her chest, not because she was scared or nervous, but to keep her from reaching out with her power again and turning Jensen and his wolf into something hideous. “How the hell could you do that? How could you allow me to believe we had a future?”
Jensen hauled himself back to his feet, shaking off her attack as he paced back and forth in her living room, although she wasn’t sure if it was him or his wolf who sensed the danger they were both in right then, making him act erratically. Jensen ran a hand through his dark chocolate hair, his gold eyes looking everywhere except at her. “I know, Adira, I know. It was stupid to allow you to think this could be anything other than a little fun. I’m sorry.”
“A little fun!” Bursts of power sparkled from her fingertips as she uncrossed her arms and took a step toward him. She knew she allowed her anger to rule her right then, not a good move considering the powers of magic at her disposal. Magic was to be used for good, not evil, and this little temper tantrum of hers could cross a line she didn’t need to cross. However, there was no reining her anger in right then. Not with how foolish she felt. “A little fun is playing pool down at Shades. A little fun is a family picnic. A little fun is at least knowing you’re only a stand-in for the real, true mate, so you don’t allow your heart to get involved. Hell, Jensen, I would have had fun in the sack with you until you decided who your real mate was. I just would have preferred knowing ahead of time this wasn’t going to be anything longterm, you know. A little head’s up. Then I could have looked for what I assumed I found in you.”
He sighed, his shoulders rising and falling with the action, and she instinctively knew she wouldn’t like what came out of his mouth next. “I’ve always known who my mate was,” he said, his voice tired, scared. “I’ve known since before she went away to college. My wolf scented her the first time he saw her in high school, but she left before I could mark her.”
She just stared at him. Adira was around shifters long enough to know how most of their rituals and habits worked. Their animals controlled who they were destined to spend the rest of their lives with, rather than their own hearts. She accepted that as part of the deal when she started dating Jensen, knowing that shifters mated with humans often. That didn’t mean she comprehended everything or even had a clue as to what it all really meant. She only knew the basics. “You knew who she was? You have a name? A person to attach to this whole mating thing? And yet you still…You still let me believe I could…that we could…?” Her heart felt as if it shattered, splintering into a million shards, and the sparks of blue light at her fingertips started to sputter. “Get out.”
He took a step toward her instead. Not a smart man. “Adira, look, Cynthia will be here tomorrow. She graduated and is moving back home. I just…”
“You just want to make sure I stay out of your way,” she practically growled. “That I don’t make trouble for you and your…your mate!” She felt every muscle in her body constrict, ready to explode with magic. “Get out, Jensen.”
“Adira, I just…”
“Get out!” She lifted her right arm again, her hand palm out, as a ball of blue power shot from her hand and into his chest, picking him up, and knocking him back into the wall behind him. She heard the crack of a bone as he hit, heard his head thunk against the wall, but she didn’t care. Tears rained down her cheeks, her vision blurry, as she readied to strike him again if he stepped toward her instead of leaving.
Jensen held up a shaking hand, holding her off. He pushed back against the wall, sliding himself into a standing position, as he wrapped his good arm around his broken one. He nodded, his lips curled down in a frown. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, as he moved to her front door and out of her life.
As soon as the door shut, and not a second before, she collapsed onto the floor, sobs ripping from her chest, as she huddled into herself. How could he do that to her? Shards of power sparked at her fingertips, sputtering in her misery, wanting to lash out and strike something, anything. How would she face everyone, knowing that they all probably knew what she had just discovered? How did she not know that something was wrong since he hadn’t asked to mark her already, marking her as his? Isn’t that how it all worked? Their animals scented their mates and leaped? Tears fell down her cheeks, streaking her face as she sat there, crumpled on the floor. How could I be so stupid? 
She wallowed on the floor until her tears were all dried out, then took a deep breath, and decided she needed to get out of her house. There were just too many memories around the place as Jensen spent most of his nights off with her. Pull yourself together, Adira. It’s not the end of the world. He’s just a damn man after all.
Outside, night began to fall, bringing its darkness into her house. She reached out with her fingers to light some candles on the wall, but nothing happened. Shards of sparks burst from her fingers, then fizzled and whiffed out. She tried it again, but nothing. Again. Nothing. Oh, god. She started crying again, her body shaking under her sobs. She knew she risked her magic when she used it in anger, bringing harm instead of building up. She snapped her fingers again. Still nothing. She cried harder.
She wasn’t sure how long she sat there on the floor, lost in the agony of her broken magic. She wasn’t even sure how long someone knocked on her door, calling her name, but eventually the female voice filtered through Adira’s tears, bringing her out of her sorrow for a moment. She forced herself to move, shoving her body into a standing position as her muscles screamed at her for being stuck in the same spot so long. She had to have been down there longer than she thought. On her way to the door, she swiped her cheeks and eyes with her arm, trying to remove the tears, but knowing she probably only made the streaks on her face worse. Peeking through the front window, she saw Agatha Rochester standing there and gave an inward groan. Somehow, someone must have found out about her use of magic to hurt Jensen, and Agatha was there to reprimand her. With a deep breath, Adira opened the door, braced for the scolding she expected.
However, it never came.
“Oh, my dear,” Agatha said as she stood there, her head tilted to the side as she took in Adira’s appearance. “I was afraid of this.” She nodded and then moved to enter the house. “Well, let’s get some tea in you so we can talk. Tea always helps soothe our aching minds and souls.”
Adira turned, her gaze following the older witch as Agatha entered the house, moving as if she owned the place. “Agatha, why are you here? How did you..?” She shook her head and then took another deep breath. “How did you know I was hurting?”
Agatha, her dark hair pulled tight against her head, her thin body moving with deliberate intent, hiding a power underneath her frail frame, just kept walking toward Adira’s kitchen. “Farren Covington called.” Agatha walked into the kitchen, moving to the kettle on the stove. As she carried it over to the sink to fill it, she glanced at Adira. “Seems one of the wolves in his pack returned a little scorched around the edges.” She filled the kettle with water, her back now to Adira. “I also heard that Cynthia Rogers returned to town.” She turned and faced Adira again, a soft smile on her face. “It doesn’t take a spell to conjure up what happened and why.” Then she shrugged as she returned the kettle to the stove. “So, I thought you might be needing some tea and a shoulder.”
Adira felt the tears threaten to fall again and did her best to hold them inside. How could she tell the matriarch of witches that she had used her own magic to bring harm? Agatha Rochester had stood by the witches of Draven Falls for decades, training those who couldn’t get a handle on their magic and guiding them in the path of the White Goddess. While she didn’t participate in coven business, for what reason Adira couldn’t tell, the older woman always seemed to have her hand in things behind the scenes. Her family was one of the founding families in Draven Falls, and Agatha seemed to know everything that happened to just about everybody. “Oh, Agatha, I screwed up.” Adira wrapped her arms around her waist, doing her best to hold the turmoil inside. “I didn’t mean to do it. I just… I just lost control. I was so damn angry. I felt like an idiot. If I never see another shifter again, it’ll be too soon.”
Agatha leaned back on the counter, her hands in her jean pockets, her face a mask of sympathy. “I’m sorry, Adira. I know how much that must have hurt, and Jensen was wrong not to be upfront with you from the beginning. Farren told me about everything. I told him he’s lucky Jensen is still able to mate anyone.” She smiled even bigger when she said the latter. Then Adira saw the woman’s shoulders rise with her deep breath. “I also have another reason for stopping by. I was wondering if you were up to taking a trip.”
“A trip? To where? Why?” Although, Adira thought, a trip may just be what I need to get the hell away from Draven Falls and Jensen Harper.
The tea kettle whistled, and Agatha moved to pull it off the burner. Adira finally forced herself to move as she walked over to a cabinet and pulled out two teacups. “Well, how does Florida sound to you?”
Adira felt an eyebrow arch. “Sounds hot and sweaty. Why? What’s in Florida?”
“Not so much what as who.” Agatha poured the hot water into the teacups while Adira reached for the tea bags she kept in a box on the counter. Agatha looked at the tea bag and sighed. “We really need to teach you how to make tea without the store-bought bags.” She took a deep breath. “Well, hopefully, you have honey.”
“Agatha, who is in Florida?” Adira walked over to a cupboard and pulled out a bottle of honey.
“Dimitri Everest, and he runs a small camp there called Bull Creek. The place is a haven of sorts for those who need a place to escape the prejudices and hatred of the world. When he left Draven Falls a year ago, he became alpha of sorts of the place, helping people regroup and get their lives back. I think the two of you can help each other.”
“Agatha, my magic is on the blink. It hasn’t worked right since I attacked Jensen. I’m not sure what help I could be to whoever this Dimitri is.”
“Well, let me explain,” Agatha said as she gestured to the kitchen table. “You see, there’s a pack of coyotes trying to stir up trouble and drive the humans out of Bull Creek.” They both slid into seats around the table, their hands wrapped around their teacups. “Apparently, a shifter named Bane Kastner thinks humans are about as evil as some of the humans in Draven Falls think shifters are. This might be just what you need to help your magic repair itself. You go down there, help Dimitri drive the coyotes away, and that balances out what happened here tonight.”
“But Agatha, I don’t want to live in Florida. I love the mountains here. North Carolina has been my home since I was born; I’ve finally found people who accept me for who I am. Why would I give that up?”
“My dear, I never said move there.” Agatha shrugged. “Just go and help out. Bull Creek doesn’t have any witches, and your powers might be the difference between Bane succeeding or not.”
Adira glanced down at her tea, the dark liquid steaming in the ceramic cup. If I can get my powers back, that is. I doubt I’d make much difference anywhere right now.


MAGIC’S MATE: A witch with broken magic moves to Bull Creek to help the alpha defeat a pack of renegade coyotes shifters.
MATE’S APPEAL: She moved to Bull Creek to escape an abusive past. He was sent to avoid going to jail. Together, the find their future.
MATE’S TOUCH: A detective from Pensacola arrives in Bull Creek to track down the murderer of a primary witness in a murder case.
MY LOVER’S MATE: She escaped to Bull Creek when confronted with the paranormal world only to fall in love with a bear shifter. Then her fiancé shows up.
MY MATE’S WIFE: She was in an arranged marriage, but her true mate moves to Bull Creek, and she needs to follow her no matter the cost to her marriage.

Dive into this series with strong women and alpha men as they protect the people of Bull Creek against crime lords, abusive boyfriends, and those who would destroy the paranormal world while searching for their mate.

Destined Mates is created by Robbie Cox, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

It had been three and a half weeks since I'd left the Cullens, and I was finally returning, or I had returned to Forks, anyways. I was on foot now, my Camaro had found it's way into the ocean when I passed through Northern California... I really didn't feel guilty about drowning my car, because running on foot was faster.

After that, I visited my mom in Florida for a couple of days, not that she knew I was there. I had watched as her and Phil filled out a portion of a mound of paperwork to adopt a child one evening. And I had watched – on a surprisingly cloudy day – as Phil had coached little league at the elementary school my mom was now teaching at.

I didn't regret killing the man down the street from where my mom lived that had been running a meth lab. It had been a choice, a conscious one, just as that woman in Volterra had been. But unlike the woman, who'd likely been a loving mother that had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time, the man had been a pig. Making the house explode after killing him had been only too easy.

Then I spent three weeks in Europe. The two humans I killed there, I also didn't regret. In fact, I'd actually hunted them down specifically. Edward had used his mind reading to choose which humans to kill, and I could appreciate that, but as I didn't have that gift, I'd used what I did have – including a quick mind and a sharp nose.

It was the other things I'd done while in Europe that I'd begun to regret. Oh, I'd gone there with the best of intentions, but the road to hell was exactly that.

Because now, I still felt the grief from killing Dahlia, I still felt ashamed of destroying that car with the dead family, I still felt guilty for killing that woman in Volterra. And now... I also felt dirty from what I'd done while in Europe in a way I couldn't begin to explain. No amount of bathing – no amount of prayer – would ever cleanse me again.

So I snuck into my dad's house to check on him and say goodbye, because I knew I was never going to check on him again. I slipped into the house using my window as I had the first time I'd snuck in. My room was once again exactly the same as it had been. I stepped over to my computer and went online, erasing my search history. Then I shut the computer off.

As I exited my room, I noticed immediately how much cleaner it smelled. My peek in the bathroom revealed that the sink was medication bottle free.

I crept over to my dad's room, opening the door quietly. He was once again sleeping on his stomach, but there were no bottles of whiskey in the room, and for a change, he looked better.

He wasn't to where he'd been before I died, but he looked like he'd put some of the weight back on. He looked like he was getting healthy again. I was happy for that.

"I wish I could tell you this when you were awake, but I can't because I'm supposed to be dead. So I want you to know, I love you, Charlie, and I miss you. And I hope that you find happiness and peace. I'm sorry I won't be here to see it."

I shut the door and then left the way I came in.

…

I made my way through the forest to a center point. There were two options in front of me, two paths, but I wished those paths were different. I wished I was still the man I'd been two months ago.

Because, you see, if I was still good... I'd be standing in the forest, halfway between two destinations for a different reason. I'd be here because Jacob was my sun, while Edward was both my day and my night.

Edward brought me to life in a way that no one else ever could. He completed my heart, quite literally the other half to me. He was everything I could ever want, everything I desired in my life. He could raise me up to heights that no one else ever could... and he could tear me apart with a single word. He was the one that made everything right, the best thing in my life... and the worst.

Jacob, on the other hand, did not set my metaphorical heart aflutter. I could never kiss him, never be intimate with him, and in many ways, the love we shared was merely half of a shell. But he was the safer path, and perhaps the healthier one, because even if he did someday turn me away, it would not destroy me.

If that was the two choices in front of me still, I'd run towards Edward, risk to my heart be damned.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the set of choices in front of me.

My choices were much more complicated... and much simpler at the same time. I could live a lie, or I could die.

If I went back to Edward now, I knew I'd never be able to give all of my heart to him, I knew I'd never be able to truly love him the way I should because I'd always be holding a part of me back – as I knew I could never tell him the truth of what I'd done. If I did go back to him and tell him, he'd hate me, and I couldn't deal with that. So if I went back now, it would be with only half of myself, and he deserved better.

My other option was to go to the wolves, where they would surely kill me, because my eyes were a vivid red. It was the only form of atonement available for me though... which made it the only real option that I had left.

I knew that if I went to Edward now and told him to let me go, he'd realize what I was going to do and he wouldn't let me, or he'd try to follow, and I didn't want him to die. I'd left him believing that there was hope, and I thought, with me going to the wolves to die, he'd continue to believe it, because he'd never know. I hoped that by the time he realized I'd never come back that he would be ready to move on with his life, that perhaps he'd believe I'd done the same with mine and not even look for me. I hoped that by telling him nothing, he'd be able to find love again and live on, without me, the way he deserved.

I took a step back.

And the reason I knew he wouldn't find out was because it was obvious that Alice truly wasn't looking for my future anymore, because if she had been, they'd have been there before I'd done what I'd done. I was a hundred percent certain of that. So no one but the wolves would know what happened to me, and they'd keep it a secret because they wouldn't want to start a war, the odds would be too even and the wolves would know that.

I took another step back. Then I spun and raced to the edge of what had been the Quileute border before Jacob had dropped the treaty.

I fell to my knees there.

It took almost an hour, but finally a chocolate wolf eventually came up close to me. I didn't recognize him so I knew it had to be Quil or Seth, unless even more had shifted. He was bigger around the girth than Embry, but otherwise about the same size as him.

I knew my pitch black sunglasses protected my eyes so he currently wouldn't be able to see my eye color yet.

He let out a strange mix of a whine and a bark. I had no clue what it meant.

"You have to be Quil or Seth, I'm sorry I'm not sure which. Get Sam. Please." I reached up and pulled my glasses off so he could see my eyes. So he could know.

He looked at me for several seconds before he turned and raced away.

I bowed my head, closing my eyes as I waited.

…

Twenty minutes later, the sound I heard wasn't paws, it was feet.

I also knew who was coming toward me wasn't Sam.

The feet stopped in front of me, but I didn't open my eyes.

"No," he said, adamantly.

I opened my eyes then, looking at him so he could see for himself what the wolf had already seen.

He bent down and took my hands, yanking on my hands until I stood up the way he wanted me to.

"No," he said again as he pulled me over the border.










That's book 2 hope you guys liked it and would like to read book 3 :)

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