Luke POV
She was beautiful. Her tan inked skin. Her long black hair curled around her face. I felt my pull to her before I even arrive at the party.
She met my eyes from across the fire that was blazing in between us.
Let her come to you
My wolf warned me. Never wanted me to look weak.
She was making her way towards me anyway. Thank god. All I wanted was to sweep her up and take her away.
Blake stepped between us stopping her before she could reach me.
I clench my jaw tightly. Waiting to see how this would play out
"Blake" I growl
"Luke, this is my sister" he warns
"He is my mate" she basically whimpers
I want to reach out and grab her from him. Caress her skin.
I clear everyone away. I just wanted to be alone with her. Take her in my arms. Kiss her lips.
Rip her clothes off!
My wolf so vulgar in this moment, but part of me almost gives in.
My pinky grazing her soft skin, like electricity flowing through me.
Then she begins to run. Leaving me behind.
She turns into her wolf. Leaving me screaming her name. Begging her to stop.
"BLAKE!" I bellow
"Yes. Alpha" he responds to my beacon
"Where does she think she is going?! I want her back here!" I demand
I want her near at all times. Her scent, her touch. I wonder what she tastes like?
FOCUS LUKE! I tell myself. Dirty wolf only has a one track mind.
"I think I might know a place" my beta states.
"All of you. Look for her. Find her, and return her to me at once" I command.
They scatter all turning into their wolf form to track my new mate.
I have waited 3 years for this moment. I have allowed it to slip through my fingers. I will never let her out of my sight again.
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Demand
WerewolfYou heard the story of the girl who mates with 1 alpha. Have you heard the story of the girl who mates with two? Not only is she about to start a war, but she may very well crush the boy she grew up trying to love. Brielle is something different, so...