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"WPA?" "Werewolf Protection Agency," She turned her turn signal on to go left. "I was appointed your guardian from the beginning. It started out from afar. I would get updates from the social workers at the time. They didn't know your background so it was through dcs. But when you got of a certain age, I knew you would soon start hearing your wolf. Or start seeing or feeling differently. So, I took over. That's when your case was transferred to WPA." She turned right.

No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews and such. Hi! Thank you for reading my work. It's still in progress but if you're reading this, I'm really grateful and I appreciate your time. The story's idea was first made by the 12 year-old me (which was about 8 years ago). Too many things happened and because of our family transferring from one place to another, the papers on which I had written the story into, were misplaced and gone. I had them handwritten before. Luckily, I somehow got bored one day and remembered about this, so I decided to download Wattpad again and recover

But just like he had never told anyone that he had had a wolf since he was ten, the fateful day that changed his life forever, he had also never let it know to her or anyone else that he knew also why Alpha Toni and Alpha Oden treated him so bad. “Hey, Sissy!” Wade’s voice brought them to a halt as they stepped out of the forest. He soon appeared before them with three other betas. “Did you see Danielle’s bracelet?” He asked Scar, but his attention was on Simi who was at Scar’s side the whole time. “No,” Scar growled, replying louder than necessary. He succeeded in drawing Wade’s attention to himself. “So you have a girlfriend ehn?” Wade sneered. “She’s not to bad herself.” He turned back to

Credits 1. Story and Idea: James Kaloko 2. Year of Idea: 2017 3. Inspiration: Me Too and Time's Up Movement 4. Written: Late 2019-June of 2020 5. Written by: James Kaloko 6. Edited by: James Kaloko 7. Characters created by: James Kaloko 8. Official cover art made by: nita4rever 9. Platform published: @Jkaloko (Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/user/Jkaloko

See you in the next chapter. And also do check out my other new story-- Alpha Kaden: The Primordial Hybrid-- it's my side project and I promise it is going to be exciting and show you a whole new story of the origin of werewolves. So let's go! Check out the book. Chapter Soundtrack: forever by Sasha sloan

My dad still points at me as I walk to the stairs. "Don't forget that I want to meet him!" My dad shouts as I walk up the stairs. I head up to my room, shaking my head as I enter my room. Parents. I look at my phone and realize that I haven't heard from the author in a while. I wonder what they are up to. Planning my death, hopefully. The readers probably expected some spicy stuff at this point. They will not get anything from me. They can go and read the original story if they want that. This is not another “Fifty shades of grey”.

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Back at home, the gods and goddesses still were hiding in Peter smile's facility, and the fourteen Bees were all around them, the Bees speaks and can hear any language, even the oldest once, it made it not boring living with each other, Atinuke had a feeling that something was happening, something bad, the heart of general Saint was not settled, he knew the military, if they could not see him in a week, they shall appoint someone else as the president, or a zealous general might take his office by force, the same with general Brush, it was a rule knew by military all over the world, Agbara stood far away deal in the woods, and it reminded him the Jugular days, he always remembered the day he

Cliques had been established already and I couldn't break in . At first, the other kids weren't always mean . They didn't call me names . They didn't bully me . It all started to get worse in the month of November when Ms. Adams , my teacher asked us to write about our favorite thing in the world . I wrote my favorite thing to be the ability to see the midnight black sky with the shinny stars . It was a whole three page essay mixed with lots of emotions but the other kids considered it nonsense . While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me .