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Each werewolf knew that nothing on this planet was as precarious and dangerous to be near as an alpha wolf in his heat. Yet, y/n stood valiantly before the hungry wolf, who lustily stared down into her confident icy blue e...
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"I am so sorry, are you o----"
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Your body went frozen by the man. It's strange...you could clearly hear your heart pound against your rib cage while his similar addictive scent drifts into your senses, triggering your heart to another level. With irregular breath, your eyes stare at him with mouth ajar.
Your mind completely stopped operating under his gaze as you both stood straight. All those feelings you doubted the entire night. You could feel them. You could feel them all.
Am I going crazy?
You thought when your eyes cautiously trailed on his face and you definitely noticed that same pair of brown eyes, The smooth chocolate hair at the same length above his brows just as you remembered.
especially...the emotions in his eyes.... everything was there. Except for those hickeys. They..w-what?
But befor--? Wait! How? Agh What is wrong with me? D-do I need a check-up? aishhh---no y/n he might have covered it. Y-yeah.
But his hair---- "Y-Y/n" he whisper effortlessly vanishing your thoughts and leaving no trace and you instinctively took a step back only to yelp in pain when a piece of glass pierced into your foot.
You scrunched your expression at the stinging sensation and eased your weight on your left leg before lifting your right one. "Sh!t."
"y/n?!" you heard him call. He was worried and his voice confirmed it but still, you chose to ignore him and struggle your way towards the chair beside the counter.
You then felt him placing his palm on your arms from behind. "Y/n!" "DON'T touch me!" you dead-panned shrugging his hands away.
The blood started to drip on the marble floor leaving behind a patch of redness. You cursed trying to reach for the chair to settle down. Instead of seizing a step forward you suddenly felt yourself being lifted in the air reaping a loud yelp to flee off your lips.
Your hands voluntarily clutched his shirt in fear of falling while he carried your bridal style. You frown, crashing your brows. How dare he? "Put me down!"
