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Pride and Prejudice variation. Forced to flee France, in the 12th century, to preserve their community, the werewolves moved to less populated England. Fitzwilliam Darcy lived at Pemberley in the far northern parts of England. He inherited his leadership of the Pemberley pack from his late father. His human mother had passed long before her mate. In an effort to dilute the bloodlines to better control the 'change' the males sought human wives. Darcy's love of Elizabeth Bennet was complete and for life. Bound by the law of the pack to withhold his true identity until his wife was with child, Darcy married Elizabeth Bennet at the same time as his best friend Charles Bingley married her sister, Jane. Now in the far reaches of Pemberley, will Lizzy learn her husband's secret? Will she escape this unnatural community or, will their love prevail against overwhelming odds? What will her life be as the Alpha Female of the werewolves of Pemberley?
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It was cold, and she did not have on anything more than a thin muslin dress. The ground was wet from the rain which had been drizzling from yesterday morning.
Her home slippers were completely wet by the time she ran out of the courtyard and in the direction of the seashore. The wind blew out her thin muslin dress as she ran as fast as she could away from the house.
Soon, she could see the sand of the beach when she heard a bark behind her back. It was Wilfred. He encircled her a few times and kept barking, jumping out and pointing with his head in the direction of the house.
Elizabeth's eyes narrowed at him. "You are one of them, are you not?" she cried, the cold raindrops intensified by the breeze from the sea hitting her cheeks.
Wilfred stilled and stared into her eyes.
She began to walk again. The wolf followed her.
"Go away!" she cried. "Leave me alone! Do you hear me? Go away!"
She ran till she reached the soft, wet sand on the water's edge. A small wave came to her and washed over her feet and petticoats. She heard barking again. This time stronger and louder. She turned around.
"I told you to leave me alone," she cried angrily, thinking it was Wilfred again. But it was not him.
"Tis you," she whispered. Although many months had passed, she recognized him immediately.
The animal approached her.
There was no sound, and no light, no smell, and the transformation happened very quickly. Her husband stood in front of her, stark naked.
She felt the cloying sensation in her stomach, coming up to her throat and she fainted.
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