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My second chanced mate Fangs
On the night Katrina rescued the man that was being beat up, the men supernaturally escaped—amidst the fatal blows she dealt on them. The blood moon helped them regenerate and escape. They hurriedly returned back to the Vampire Queen, Sophia, whose original intention was for Tyler to be brought to her dead, so she resurrects him. . . and makes him indebted to her, leaving him the choice of being her mate. “We were attacked”, one of the men said, standing in a dark room with his other acolytes. The room had a few candles, none of which they lit. “We were knocked unconscious, and we could not summon you. We left, but we cannot get rid of the smell that lingers”. There wasn’t much to it, really—the smell was only in their minds. They were already vampires, which meant they couldn’t actually smell anything. It didn’t smell like blood. It smelled like... well, blood. And that was what kept them from turning into vampiric animals during the daytime, but there was no mistaking
My second chanced mate Fang II
Michael took a step forward but stopped himself. He couldn't touch her because he was a vampire. The urge to comfort her only intensified. He looked up into her eyes and tried desperately to find some hint that she was just trying to play him for an idiot. Something to show him that she wasn't as strong as she looked. But there was nothing. No anger. No sadness. Just tears. They fell onto his chest. He was unable to move. Unable to speak. Unable to make sense of what she was doing. His heart pounded in his ears. He couldn't breathe. It felt like she was squeezing the air out of him, physically holding him immobile until she chose to let go. But she didn't seem able to do it either. Her grip remained firm but she did not break eye contact with him. Neither one said anything. Only tears. A few moments later, her hand fell limply to her side as Michael continued looking at her. He waited patiently as she gathered herself once more. This time the tears were silent though. Her lips
My second chanced mate Escape
Katrina couldn’t make much sense of the conversation, but she knew she had troubled a certain group of people. She knew they were vampires, but she didn’t realize she was in the presence of the Queen. She wasn’t sure what it meant, exactly. But as soon as she heard it, she felt her entire body grow cold, and she realized that she couldn’t stay. There were too many unknown variables. She couldn’t keep playing games against people who wanted to do bad things to humans, or maybe even worse. Katrina didn’t want to know any more about those people, so if they wanted to find her, they would just have to go through her. The only problem with it being dark was that she couldn’t see where she was going without activating her werewolf powers without alerting the vampires of the presence of another supernatural bring, or how far away from them she had to go before . Her hearing was good enough to tell that they were the only ones on the east side of town, so the alleyways shouldn’t be s
My second chanced mate Dark wand pack
In the supernatural world, there were a lot of different wolf families. One of such was the Dark Wand Pack. The story of their origin was one with a lot of ups and downs. No one who knew the pack would have thought they would survive for so long. Their history was a tale of violence, but that’s just what packs like theirs do when they grow in number, stronger. And stronger the pack grows, more territory is claimed. More lives are lost. So eventually, the pack has to move. The first step was a simple change in leadership—one which had happened many times before. But it was the last thing which the leader of the Dark Wand Pack expected at any point in time. He had been the Dark Wand Pack’s leader for a few hundred years. It wasn’t supposed to be his job to retire, or die in bed, or whatever the pack leader did when he decided to step down. In a rare moment of weakness from all the power that had consumed him for thousands of years, he made a final decision and stepped down, res
My second chanced mate A swing through time
The pack leaders had completely forgotten about the new alpha, but then he arrived. At the exact moment the pack leaders had all begun to grow impatient, ready to hear the new leader speak. The pack leader came riding on horseback, his long dark brown hair blowing in the wind. He rode directly toward the front line of the pack—the wolves who were ready to do battle—and stopped right beside the old pack alpha, staring at him with an expressionless face. Then, without saying a word or looking at anyone else in the pack, he pulled out a dagger and sliced open his palm. Blood immediately gushed out of his wound. And he threw his hand in the air, letting his arm fall at his side, as if it weighed nothing. And then he said something to the old pack alpha. “I hereby swear to fight for the new pack until my last breath. I will fight and bleed for you. Because of my oath, my life means something. Because of your death, my own life will mean nothing. Your pack will live for me. Your people
My second chanced mate Time
Wolfkind survived that attack nonetheless. In spite of that, they were still scarred. Scarred because of their experiences. Scarred because of their fear. Scarred because of their sadness and pain. They were scarred because they were still human. And they deserved to live their lives as humans should. They deserved to be happy. Even though they didn’t fully know why they deserved it. They didn’t question it. They didn’t care. All they knew is that they deserved to live their lives freely, happily, without being judged or criticized because of who they were. Who they werewolves were. Because as soon as people found out their true heritage, they would immediately hate them for it. For being what they were. For existing because they were. And the worst part was, none of them understood why they didn’t want to be wolves. They didn’t care that it was a curse and a burden. Because it was theirs. Because
My second chanced mate Anger
Anger had become their way of dealing with the fear and pain and hatred they felt. But that anger hadn’t helped them survive. It hadn’t changed the fact that they were still hurting, still scarred. It didn’t make them forget their pain or ease the pain of their memories. Anger and hatred and pain, however, were the only things that helped them cope in those times. The only thing that made them feel alive. And they wanted those emotions to be there for them. But in order to feel alive and happy, they needed to suppress them. So they suppressed them. And that’s why they had learned to bury their feelings. They learnt to hide it in a small space in their mind. So when they wanted to feel something, they buried them deep down within their soul. They tried to forget those feelings that they couldn’t help but remember. They tried to repress those painful memories that they couldn’t bear to remember
My second chanced mate Worries and doubt
Two days ago, Katrina had been sitting in an abandoned warehouse building near the city. She hadn’t thought anything special of it, because that was what she always did. Sit, and think, and meditate. If there was no work to be done, there was nothing else to do. If there was no food, there was nothing else to eat. Even if the situation demanded her attention, she didn’t waste her time dwelling on it. She didn’t need to take responsibility. After all, her actions had brought her here in the first place. Her decisions had put her in this position to begin with. She didn’t owe anyone anything. Not anymore. All she lived for now, was to deliver the human alpha to the pack. So why would she expect any different now? She had already been here a couple of weeks. She might as well keep herself occupied with evading the vampires chasing her until then. And, for once, she wasn’t doing anything that required a great deal of effort to accomplish. She was merely observing, absorbing informatio
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My second chanced mate Triumph
As Tyler walked through the chambers of the vampire kingdom, his mind wandered back to the last time he had seen Emily. Months had passed since their chance encounter in a bustling nightclub, where they had shared an intense and passionate night together. They had both been consumed by the moment, swept away in a whirlwind of desire.But when Tyler had awakened the next morning, he found himself alone in the disheveled hotel room. Emily had vanished, leaving behind nothing but memories and unanswered questions. He had desperately searched for her, but all his efforts had been in vain.Now, the familiar scent that had enveloped him earlier became even stronger, leading him to the very heart of the vampire kingdom. And there she stood, Emily, before him once more.Unable to resist, Tyler reached out, pulling her into an embrace. All his emotions, longing, and unanswered questions surged to the surface. He held onto her tightly, unable to let go. Emily, too, felt the depth of their conne
My second chanced mate Reckless
Alpha Gerald, burdened by the disappearance of Emily and the unsettling capture of Tyler, devised a daring plan to confront the vampire queen, Sofia, and uncover the truth about Emily's whereabouts. He understood that gaining access to the throne of the Lycan king could serve as a strategic ploy to gauge Sofia's involvement. Dressed in his customary regalia, Gerald once again approached the foreboding castle where the vampire queen held court. The corridors felt eerily familiar, yet his resolve remained unshaken. He was determined to unravel the web of intrigue that surrounded him. As he entered the grand chamber, Gerald noticed a distinct tension in the air. The vampire queen sat upon her throne, exuding an aura of power and intrigue. He bowed before her, his eyes never leaving her gaze. "Your Majesty," Gerald began, his voice steady and composed. "I come before you once again to beseech your aid, not only for the sake of our kind but for the preservation of harmony b
My second chanced mate Ancestral whisper
Emily, driven by a thirst for knowledge and a relentless curiosity, had immersed herself in the study of vampire lore. Her research had led her to uncover intriguing clues about the enigmatic vampire queen, Sofia, and the possibility of accessing the throne that held immense power within the vampire realm. As Emily delved deeper into ancient texts and obscure manuscripts, she pieced together fragments of forgotten history. Legends whispered of a hidden ritual that, if performed correctly, would grant unparalleled authority and control over the vampire kingdom. It was said to be a path shrouded in darkness and treachery, where only the cunning and determined could succeed. Armed with newfound knowledge, Emily embarked on a perilous journey to gather the necessary artifacts and information. She traversed haunted ruins, sought guidance from wise scholars, and engaged with secretive covens, always staying one step ahead of those who would seek to thwart her ambitions. Howe
My second chanced mate Pursuing shadow
Alpha Gerald paced back and forth in the dimly lit chamber, his frustration mounting with every step. His meticulously planned ritual to unlock the ancient secrets contained within the Moon Book Chronicles of power had been disrupted, and the source of his frustration was none other than the absence of his prisoner, Emily. The room, adorned with ancient symbols and flickering candles, resonated with an air of malevolence as Gerald's mind raced to comprehend what had transpired. He had carefully selected Emily, a young woman with unique blood properties, as the key to open the Moon Book. Her lineage held a long-lost connection to the mystical energies required for the ritual. Alpha Gerald had spared no expense or effort in securing her captivity, but now she had vanished without a trace. As his mind grappled with the situation, Gerald's gaze fixated on the guards he had assigned to watch over Emily. They stood in a line, their expressions a mix of fear and confusion. He ha
My second chanced mate Soul bounds
A few weeks had passed since Emily gave birth to her baby, a beautiful little girl with a tuft of dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Despite the hardships she had faced, Emily couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of joy and love whenever she looked at her daughter. Living in the vampire community had its challenges, but Emily found solace in the protection it provided her and her child. She had managed to keep her pregnancy a secret, afraid that the werewolf pack would discover her whereabouts and try to take her baby away. Being among vampires offered a certain level of safety, but Emily knew she couldn't let her guard down entirely. As her daughter grew, Emily began to explore her new surroundings more extensively. She mingled with the vampire community, learning their customs, their history, and their political structure. It was during one of these interactions that she stumbled upon a shocking revelation: the vampire queen, Sofia, was her mother's sister. Th
My second chanced mate Unholy alliance
The venomous poison coursed through Katherine's veins, its effects swift and merciless. As Tyler watched in horror, unable to save her, Sofia reveled in her triumph. The vampire queen's eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure as she witnessed Katherine's agony. "I told you, Tyler," Sofia taunted, her voice dripping with venom. "Your refusal has consequences. Now, watch as your precious bodyguard pays the price for your defiance." Katherine gasped for breath, clutching at her throat, her face contorted in pain. The poison robbed her of strength, rendering her helpless against the lethal venom coursing through her body. Tyler's heart shattered as he witnessed the woman he admired suffering before his eyes. Desperation fueled Tyler's decision, and in that moment of anguish and grief, he made a choice he never thought he would. With tears streaming down his face, he turned to Sofia, his voice laden with despair. "Fine," he choked out, his voice cracking. "I'll accept your
My second chanced mate Sacrifice
As Tyler fought to free his bodyguard, Katherine, from the chains, Sofia, the vampire queen, watched with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. The dim light in the chamber cast eerie shadows on her face, accentuating her sinister beauty. She had planned this moment meticulously, knowing that separating Tyler from his trusted protector would weaken his resolve and make him more susceptible to her influence. Sofia approached Katherine, her steps graceful and predatory. A sly smile played on her lips as she extended a hand, offering assistance. "My dear Tyler, why do you struggle so? Accept your fate, and I promise to release Katherine unharmed. Join me in this world of eternal darkness, where power and pleasure await." Tyler's eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Sofia. "I will never surrender to you. Katherine has sworn to protect me, and I won't let you use her against me." Sofia chuckled softly, her voice laced with a hint of malice. "Ah, dear Tyler, you underestimat
My second chanced mate Struggle
In the dimly lit caves, Tyler, the Lycan king, fought alongside his loyal companions, his senses heightened in the face of imminent danger. The air was thick with tension as they ventured deeper into the unknown, their objective clear: to rescue Katherine, Tyler's personal guard, from the clutches of the vampire queen, Sofia. Their path was treacherous, littered with jagged rocks and hidden crevices. Sinister whispers echoed through the cavernous walls, adding an eerie ambiance to the already chaotic atmosphere. The group cautiously advanced, their weapons at the ready, their instincts honed for any sign of aggression. As they pressed on, the silence was abruptly shattered by a cacophony of screeches and growls. From the shadows emerged grotesque creatures, their twisted forms a nightmarish sight to behold. The creatures had gnarled limbs and razor-sharp claws, their eyes burning with an insatiable hunger. With a primal roar, Tyler lunged forward, his body shifting sea
My second chanced mate Shadow of separation
An uneasiness settled over Tyler, Gerald, Victoria, and Eric as they stood in the dimly lit chamber, their eyes locked on the ominous figure of the vampire queen, Sofia. She had trapped them in her lair, her grip tightening around Katherine, whose life hung in the balance. Sofia had made her intentions clear: she desired Tyler as her mate, and she would stop at nothing to make it happen. As tension filled the air, the flickering torches cast eerie shadows on the chamber walls. A sudden movement caught Tyler's attention, and his heart skipped a beat. He squinted his eyes, trying to discern the source of the disturbance. The uneasiness escalated as the others too sensed the encroaching danger. Whispering a warning, Victoria pointed to the corner of the chamber, where the darkness seemed to grow denser. Gerald's instincts kicked in, and he unsheathed his blade, ready to defend his friends. Eric, ever resourceful, grabbed a nearby torch, illuminating the area where the shadows
