Amara
I was running.
I forgot from whom, but I was scared. Shaking, both from the cold and fear. I remember it being a beautiful night. Wild flowers were growing around the forest as I run past, they were my hope in the dark. The moon illuminated the path I am taking, but my luck ran out in the moment I needed it most.
He's almost catching up. I remember hearing his growls, his fangs were white and sharp. And he was almost by my flank.
And then...
I woke up.
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Efflorescence
WerewolfBook 1 of 3 Amara thought escaping would provide her freedom she furiously longed. And she did... for a while. She didn't anticipate it would be the beginning of her doom. Balthazar is an alpha, and is too engrossed looking after a pack he premature...
