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The Death Twins

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The Death Twins are two enormous wolves. They live a free, rogue life. They kill bad Alpha's and they are considered as Guardian Angles. But is it true? Do they have a heart or do they live to kill.

Nick is Alpha Seth's son and next Alpha in line. After he turned eighteen, his father left to hunt some dangerous wolves and never came back, alive... He wanted revenge, he needed revenge. But how can you compete with two huge black wolves that can hide their scents? You can't, or can you?

Mates are a big deal in the werewolf world. You don't just find someone you think you might like and say: "oh, that's my soulmate." No, the moon goddess chooses it for you. Some wolves believe in the moon goddess and some don't but most do believe in mates. Yet there is always trouble when it comes to mates. You never know who you are gonna get and it's often the one you least expect. Mates are often similar yet completely different. This is a story where you're gonna get it all or you're left with nothing. Join this magical world of beasts and find out where their heart lies.

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Nick's pack
Nick's P.O.V I lived a happy live, no worries, no losses and no problems. When I was a pup, I grew up being the next Alpha, which meant I was admired from a young age and had power since I knew how a packed worked. I was taught by my mother, she was the kindest woman to ever live. I was the strongest pup and I learned fast. When I turned fifteen I was an official pack warrior and soon rose higher and higher to become a general at my eighteenth birthday. It was a great day, the whole pack partied and everyone enjoyed the day. I became general and all my friend gave me the most amazing things I could've ever asked for. Our pack is the biggest in America and the second biggest in the world, only the White Fang pack in Europe is bigger and stronger than ours, but that's mostly because the pack has most wolves in Europe in it. Europe has one big and powerful pack and some really small pack which don't really matter to the world, the White Fang pack takes care of those small packs if needed. They take care of all packs when needed. My mother comes from there but found out my dad was her mate and moved here, to this pack. We could not have wished for a better Luna. But, my 18th birthday wasn't all happy and fun, my dad got called by our allies hearing this week, there were three packs destroyed by nobody knows who. The three pack were small and not known but they were still destroyed. No survivors, no tracks and no scent, which made it all even more frightening. The attackers didn't even lose any DNA. Marking your scent is a gift only very powerful alphas have and the only person having that kind of power is the Alpha of the White Fang pack but we are as far as 99% sure it wasn't him. It was obvious that the attackers were wolves because of the marks they left behind on the bodies. The marks were all made by big and strong claws but there is always a difference. The murder was done by two wolves with almost the same claws but one of them missed a nail on the right side while the other had them all. They are bad but I can't imagine how it feels to lose a nail. The pain you would be in would be unbearable. There won't be much what would hurt more than that other than a slow and painful death. Only the smaller packs got destroyed and we found out the murderers left survivors. Only witnesses were and Alphas were killed so the survivors couldn't tell about the attackers. We have enough room and take most rouges in. I felt in danger by being the next in line Alpha and so did my dad. My dad, unlike my mother, wasn't always so kind. Whenever the Alpha was with his precious Luna, he would be the kindest man alive, but if the Luna would leave to visit her family or anything, he would take his anger out on the pack and mostly the omega's (the wolves of the lowest rank). When the attackers came closer and closer to our pack, we weren't sure how to defend ourselves. At least, the pack thought that. My dad was way so sure about defeating the wolves, he didn't take any preparations. He knew he would be able to kill the wolves. He even was so sure, he began hunting them down. Tracking their scent doesn't work but following the line of destroyed packs and thinking about what pack would go next was his way of hunting them. He left to wait for the wolves at the Red Moon's borders and never came back. My mother was in tears. I was always with her so she had a shoulder to cry on, a person to talk to and her last family member here in the States. She asked warriors to check and take the body with them if they could find it. I wasn't sure he was dead, until then. She must've felt something die inside her when Dad died. After a week the warriors came back with the body and we held a funeral. It was the worst moment of my life. 

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