Breeding Rules: A true werewolf can only be born through a mother of the same gene to a father of similar heritage.
ie;
Werewolf +Werewolf=Werepups.
&
Werewolf+Wereshifter=Werepups.
Summary:
"True" werewolves are an endangered species thanks to the relentless hunting of the Volturi. A group of demons called "The Breeders" are working to repopulate the species by sheer force, meaning kidnappings, rape, and blackmail to force female werewolves to get impregnated. Melanie is a werewolf, orphaned thanks to ruthless vampires. Sam is an Alpha Shifter, kidnapped by these demonic monsters. What happens between them in that lonely little cell is the most important experience of BOTH their lives.
NOTE: NO IMPRINTING.
.::The Big, Bad Wolf Stole My Innocence::.
Melanie
Hopelessness is a sickening feeling. It's as cold as ice as it stabs into your heart, ripping out your senses and- taking with it- the ability to be anything other than numb.
Hopelessness was an emotion I had never been exposed to; and, with it, in my mass expanse of unknown feelings, went loneliness and despair. I remember, once upon a time, in the real world, feeling sorry for my classmates at the Arts Academy. They were so sad, so homesick. I couldn't relate.
I knew, no matter where I was, that I was never truly alone.
I knew, waiting back in Montana, was a group of people who meant more to me than life itself. We shared a bond thicker than blood.
This group- this crazy, wonderful, motley crew- was more than a family...
They were my pack.
And now, trapped and alone, I have nothing left to live for.
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