His Tiny Abused And Innocent Runt

NOTE: please do not comment "it's Britney bitch" in the comments as I hat Britney Spears and those type of comments will be deleted, thank you.

WARNING: due to this being written was I was really young, this book is hella cringy and cliche, it's also a rough draft and contains spelling errors.

She was an unwanted runt. He's the Alpha King.
She was ousted from her pack. He was looking for his Mate.
She's a four foot runt. He a fully grown six foot-four inch werewolf.
She was captured and tortured. He's been ruling the Werewolf World for seven years, unmated.
She's 17. He's 26.

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"This right here," he says, moving his hands up my thigh, squeezing it lightly. "That's mine. Are we clear?" He asks, tightening his arms around my waist.

"Yes." I say, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. " I don't think so kitten. You're not going anywhere until you get dressed." He whispers in my ear, huskily. "Okay." I say, hurrying off into the giant walk-in closet to get dressed.

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