1001 Love Stories Wilder

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I love you. I love you don't you get it.

You were supposed to be mine.

You were supposed to always be with me.

We were supposed to lead our pack together.

But not anymore.

You're with him now.

I lay in his empty bed trying to keep my sobs from reaching anyone outside, walking the halls.

His room would soon be given away to another member and I was named Bata since he stepped down.

Once the head dies then I'm next in line to be the alpha. I'll have to run this because he'd rather be with some dragon then us. Then me.

I hate him. I tell myself but as I begin to cry more. I realize that that's a lie.

I just missed him.

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I walked to the park thinking back on that day.

If we had never invited him to get involved.

He was the only one who could take on a dragon. How stupid.

If he wasn't there then he would still be in the pact.

I could have made him fall for me.

"Sup wolf!" I hear someone call out and I don't have the time or energy.

I look up to see a familiar lion only I can't for the life of me realize where I know him from.

His darkly colored hair was pulled into a ponytail and he held a look of malas in his eyes.

His eyes. They were the same shade of gray as West's. Even down the the near white at the edges.

At the moment I didn't care who he was or what he wanted.

I grabbed his by his shirt before pulling him into the bathroom all the while he tried to snatch away.

"Shut the hell up!" I bark and he clinched his teeth growling.

The moment we were in the bathroom I push him in the stall and shut the door behind me.

"Don't speak just watch." I say before getting on my knees.

"Hey dude what the fuck!" He says and it pisses me off.

"Just shut up!" I scream as tears feel my eyes and he does so as I pull down his pants.

I guess the rumors about lions were true. I think rubbing my fingers along his dick.

I slowly but surely take it in my mouth and try to imagine it's him.

I look up and into those eyes and my heart flutters.

I love you. I think starting to Bob against him causing his dick to get harder and bigger.

He runs his hands through my hair and I moan against his dick.

He was gentle.

I remember how West would ruffle my hair whenever I was stressed or worried. I remembered how he would always ask me to bend down when I got too tall.

I feel more tears falling as I just try to pretend that I wasn't doing this with some stranger in the bathroom.

I pull out when I can't do it for any longer and start to cry more.

"Get the hell out!" I bark and suddenly I feel a hand in my head.

"Just say it." He whispers and I break.