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CW: Abusive family, drugs, blood, traumatic event
'The strong make the rules' - that's was the idea forced upon her from the very beginning. Ever since her first transformation, she's been primed to be the leader, the Alpha, the one who calls the shots. Because otherwise, somebody stronger would come and take away all of her freedom, all of her dignity, all of her sense of self. She would be nothing but a bitch on a leash. And so, she believed it.
Everything from her appearance to speech style was screaming 'danger'. And if that failed, she would just let out the wolf within to make an example. It took just a few for the rumours spread around town. Her position was set. Her family was... Well, not 'proud', that's saying too much... They simply acknowledged her living up to the expectations. Her underlings both loved and feared her. Life was good.
Which only meant shit was about to hit the fan.
She doesn't remember much from that night. It was a regular "patrol" - reminding the weak of their place. Cowards got her from behind. Whatever they injected into her, she woke up in the morning. Bruised, bloodied, and with scarred knuckles. She didn't go down without the fight, judging by the destruction and body parts scattered around, but she felt different... Weaker. Something was wrong. For the first time in a while, she felt fear. She was defeated. Humiliated. Good thing nobody saw it. However, ever since that day she knew she wasn't at her best. She couldn't bring out her wolf the same way she could before. Because of that, she took the backseat; hid herself from her people and family. Until she's found a solution, that is.
Wizards. Cowards, too weak to take matters into their own hands. It will be easy to force one to fix her, she still can do that much. But as she stood in front of his apartment, a small voice of doubt crept up into her head. What if she can't...?
So yeah, I came up with this little thing because I love the dynamic of 'Mean Punk Girl/Gentle Golden Retriever Boy' but decided to add a bit of urban fantasy flair. How will it go? Will our badass Werewolf return to her full strength? Will she soften up and let the Wizard collar her? Only time (and you) will tell! Sorry for any mistakes, English is my second language.
Kinks (not limited to): BDSM; Feral; Ass Eating; Impact Play; Exhibitionism; Public Sex; Mind Break; Degrading; PleasureDom; L-Bombing; Praise; Puppy Play;
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