Craving The Beast I Hate
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What would you do if every time you crossed paths with someone, they lost a part of themselves?
First, it was his wolf.
Then, his beta title.
And finally... His legs.
Now confined to a wheelchair, broken, bitter, and burning with hatred. He glares at you like you are the curse that ruined his life. And with a voice laced with venom, he tells you: "Meeting you was my worst nightmare."
Those wo...
First, it was his wolf.
Then, his beta title.
And finally... His legs.
Now confined to a wheelchair, broken, bitter, and burning with hatred. He glares at you like you are the curse that ruined his life. And with a voice laced with venom, he tells you: "Meeting you was my worst nightmare."
Those wo...