Some people allow love to take over their senses. They think with their heart, not with their head. Those people (who may have been well liked, or respected) get looked down on. They should care, but they don't.
I used to be a mocker. I looked at them, the people who stopped thinking with logic, and laugh. I was positive that would never happen to me.
But now I know love. I know the pain that comes with heartbreak. I know how to listen to my heart, when my head is screaming at me, "You fool! What happened to logic?!?!?!?!?!"
I can't answer myself, or the peple who look at me with the question in their eyes. I let it happen. I let love wash myself away.
And I paid dearly. But sometimes, all you can do is wait for calm after the storm.
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My Alpha Mate
WerewolfMay was a normal werewolf. She was a great tracker, but was third in the pack. She longed for her mate, but he wasn't showing up. Soon, she discovered that her mate was her Alpha. She was excited to fianlly know, but a pack betrayal held them back...
