Most Werewolves turn when they are 16, but I didn't. I could hear my wolf, but she seemed repulsed by being called wolf. My Pack and mate rejected me, not that they really cared. I was young when my parents died and were adopted by one of the lesser families in the pack. At 21 I shifted and discovers that I was a Lavender Lycan, a rare type of Lycan that hasn't been seen in over 600 years. I found a refugee with the Lycan Kings pack, known as the Blood Star pack. Being Lycans they were the strongest and ruled over all night creatures, including Vampires. No one dared stand up to the. The king turned out to be my second chance mate. Fear of rejection keep me away, but King Fenrir pursued me. My name is Jade Roderison and this is my story.
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