Many young she-wolves have dreamed of meeting their mate, the one who would sweep them off their feet, at least that was what they were told.

Sapphire Nightborne once dreamed of the same thing until she met hers, a true monster.

Instead of marks of love, he left whip marks , words of love were replaced with those of hate. 

"Congratulations Damien, you finally broke me."

Join her as she struggles to be the master of her own fate.

Smoke and Mirrors

<p>The wolves around me tilted thier head in confusions as I uttered those words. The wolf in my hand slowly began to grow limp when a voice caused me to drop it. It fell in a heap at my feet, the wolves around it gently dragging it back away from me.</p>

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