Previously on Forbidden Love: "Okay fine......Once a month a full moon comes out and she gets really pissed because....Our dad was a part of your pack,the BloodMoon pack, so the full moon reminds her and she goes.....Kinda... Demonic....."
Samantha's POV: After I left the BlueMoon pack house and I was running back to mine..... When I smelled the blood of a rouge.... I ran towards the smell but then stumbled in my tracks when I saw a wolf that looked like my mate.... But different.. her eyes were as black as night, she had red flames that reached her knees, with her ears having red tips, I was so confused because she smelled like Lala.... HOLY SHIT HER SISTER DID SAY SHE DOES TURN DEMONIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I say her look at me while doing a double take her eyes widen in shock.
Lala's POV: In the middle of snacking on the rouge I smell a familiar scent and look over my shadow.... WHY IS SHE HERE?! I saw Samantha! Shit! My eyes go wide and I panic inside.... She walks over to me and I stand still with wide eyes..
Samantha's POV: I walk slowly towards my mate and she stepped away slowly as she started transforming.
"St-stay away I-i don't w-want to hurt you." she says backing away stuttering.
"No I miss you dearly please come back." I begged.
"I-i can't y-you know I can't c-come back t-till next w-week." she says stuttering more than ever.
"No I am not leaving without you!!" I yell after stomping my paw.
She flinches slightly when I yelled but raises her head looking at me straight in the eye.....
She pushes me into a tree and I flinch with the pain.
"P-please I beg of you j-just leave me u-until next week... please!" She looks at me with pleading eyes.
I simply just say, "No! I will NEVER leave you!"
She changes into her demonic wolf again, "Fine have it your way!" She pushed me harder into the tree and kisses me roughly.
-AWKWARD PART-
I hesitantly kiss back and wrap my arms around her neck. She licks my lip asking for entrance but I deny it making her growl then we hung out under the stars and fell asleep.
