Wolf Rider
S.S.claimed by my ex's lycan king fatherpossessive werewolf mate fanfictionmated in the shadow of my sisterbetrayed and claimed by the lycan king
I sighed but my mother’s face told me, no matter what I said, I was not going to win, so I decided to grab the bracelet, a shawl from the hook by the door, and walked out.
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Most werewolves—women werewolves—who in Astoria wore gowns, would find it a deterrent to climb up piles but I have no shame. We have acres of land to ourselves. All ladies. So I hiked my skirt up to my thigh and began my climb up.