I never thought the day I'd meet my mate would come. My fantasies were truly accepted that day, but what I really wasn't expecting was to be a second.
A second to an alpha who already loved. I knew he wouldn't have loved me that same, for the love he had was extinguished the moment his first mate had passed on.
But me being me, I won't give up on my fairytale dream. Nothing is impossible, but it is difficult to love a broken alpha.
Especially if you're the second.
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Werewolf****A Werewolf Short Story**** When a wolf looses its' mate, the pain is beyond description. It looses sanity, feels betrayed and mostly feels empty. Trying to fix a heart that has lost it's importance, is beyond difficult to repair. Until Irene. I...
