The blood Alpha

Name: The blood Alpha
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Synopsis: every year, each make werewolf can choose a mate- and the she wolf they choses gas no say in the matter.so when the innocent seemingly young, Gemini burn turns eighteen, she instantly cates the eye of the most in famous alpha of all - alpha layton vetteriona or, as he is better know; The Blood Alpha. The Blood Alpha is cruel, merciless and unforgiving, but can Gemini soften him up with her kind heart and compassionate was or will he just ruin her spirit?.

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Chapter 14 The blood Alpha

08-11 22:18

Chapter 1 Ceremony

Chapter One

I awoke with a start. Sweat covered my face and neck; my hair sticking to my skin. My heart was hammering and my hands shook. Out of fear, my head whipped around the room, as if

I was looking for an evil demon or something else that had scared

me.

I took in the familiar view of my bedroom and let out a breath of relief. "It was only a dream" I whispered, "it was only a dream". I looked around the room, frowning slightly before I flopped back down in the bed. It was close to dawn, but it was still dark.

I didn't return to sleep, I just stayed lying on my bed for a few hours. When it reached close

to six am, a knock came on the door. "Time to get up" my mother shouted, sounding rushed. She didn't even open the door before running down the corridor to wake my sister up.

I heard her say a few words

to my sister, as I sat up in bed.

I sighed heavily, looking over

at my closet - my outfit for the day, which was picked out three months previous, and handing off the door, and my packed suitcase standing next to it.

The day was November 10th. To humans, it was just another day, but to Werewolves it was a day of excitement and joy. Because November 10th was Mate Day. Every year, on the sixth day of November, every Werewolf from the age of eighteen to twenty-five met on neutral ground - for the Mating Ritual.

The male Wolves - from all the different Packs - got the choice of all the She-Wolves in the country. To see which one they wanted for mating. As soon as She Wolf turned eighteen they had to go, and then if they weren't chosen they continued to go back until they turned twenty-five.

I was dreading the entire process. And the fact that all the She-Wolves had to line up according to strength was just degrading. I didn't want to stand with the other weak Wolves, awaiting someone to decide I look good enough to be his mate.

However, my opinion was not shared with many. Most females couldn't wait for the Mating Ritual, in the hope that one of the Alpha would choose them. To

be picked by a Pack Leader - an Alpha - was rare, but not unheard

of.