Second Chance (boyxboy/mpreg)
As I walked through the woods in my fox form, I met a white wolf and fox breed pup. I smelled the scent of my mate on her, but I felt no pull. I know I had no mate because there were no such things as second-chance mates, so I thought my fox just really liked her smell. I ignored her, but as I did so, she seemed to be intrigued more by me. She followed me. She asked me if I could take her to her pack, the Windwood Pack, since she got lost after being chased by a bear. I did, hoping that she would leave me alone, but she didn't.
Every afternoon on weekdays and morning on weekends, she'd come visit me. The first few visits, I felt irritated. But as time passed, I soon grew fond of her like a daughter or younger friend. I taught her how to hunt, play the guitar, and differ scents from one another. Being a loner, I had to have many abilities to do to survive. I've been on my own ever since my mate rejected me and my parents disowned me. I never really minded. I knew that would happen anyways. So I never believed in mates.
What I didn't know was that her father was my second chance mate...