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Strength ~ the capacity of an object or substance to withstand great force or pressure
Or
Strength ~ The emotional or mental qualities necessary in dealing with difficult or distressing situations
Or
Strength ~ The quality or state of being physically strong
The world around me moved as fast as lightning and I only had a quick second to grab onto whatever I could and try to take in what was happening.
My mind was reeling as I took down more shadow creatures they just kept coming, but my pack could handle this. I was sure of it.
I shifted into my wolf and dodged multiple creatures and taking down many more.
After having a hard life and having to grow more then I wanted in the short amount of life I have right at this moment, it is difficult to see myself as anything other than a growing young pup.
I know I am not, but sometimes I look back and ask myself 'Is this real, can I handle this?'
I have my mate by my side and kids, what more could I want?
As I take down more of the creatures my eyes drift over everything that is happening and I see my mate fighting just as hard as me and smile to myself.
Together we are so strong and have come such a long way.
No matter what happens, no matter what weird enemy pops up we will be able to handle everything and get through it together.
Ezran POV (Yay or Nay)
14 years later
"Mum?" I shout and Rayla growls at me as I take her piece of pizza.
"Ez don't take MY pizza, I will kick you ass next time!" She threatens as I give her a cheeky grin.
"Hey honey, what's up?" My mum questions curiously, raising an eyebrow at me as I sit on the bar-stool and smile happily up at her.
"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you as I am turning eighteen soon and that means I will be finding my mate and all. I wanted to ask you or I guess dad on some advice?" I say swinging my leg as I await her answer.
She is silent for about 10 seconds before an ear screeching yell of excitement breaks free from her and she jumps up and down.
I look behind me at Ray to see her rolling her eyes, but smiling nonetheless.
Suddenly a loud crash is heard as my dad, the Alpha, crashes through the kitchen door. He searches the room before rushing over to my mum with my fifthteen year old sister, Rachel, in toe and Joey my eight year old brother in wolf form playing with his tail.
"Who screamed? Val why on earth did you scream? Was someone hurt, did Rayla dye someone's hair again?" My dad fires question after question at my mum, as she laughs hysterically at her mate.
"Everything is fine, but guess what?" Her mate gives her a sour look before hugging her close to him.
"What?" He mutter, before walking over to us and kissing my twin on the head and hugging me.
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Mistreated Queen
WerewolfYou were told as a kid that the tooth fairy was real. That there was a boogie monster under your bed. You believed that everything was good. And for werewolves you were told about your mate, the one person that would complete you. Now all of that i...
