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My life was as normal as it could get. I had an amazing brother, a great home, friends. And ambition. And if I'm being fairly honest, it was how I've always wanted it to be. But the truth cannot be hidden over the fact that I was a werewolf, and the daughter of a deceased beta. And...also, that I've found my mate. The absolute ruler of the werewolf kingdom. Oh, and not to mention the apparent accusation of the whole 'witch' shenanigans. You're probably thinking: 'oh wow!' And trust me, I know. At only Seventeen, you'd expect my priority of worries is making it through senior year. I wish I could tell you that I won't make mistakes. But I know I will. I'm not some courageous heroin that's amazingly gorgeous, with a perfect mindset, and can sword-fight, or do karate of some sort. Heck, I can't even doge a volleyball! What more an actual knife? But of there's one thing i can tell you, is that I was scared. Scared of failing, Scared of letting down everyone I know and love, and scared of thinking I can change him. I was scared of letting my heart fall into the wrong hands. His hands.
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