"Do you just want to stare at me?"
"I want to do more than that," his voice was raspy, almost desperate.
The bond was strengthening--even within me.
I knew he'd come for me and I knew this is what would happen.
"Let me taste you," he said, getting closer, "I won't,-"
"You've already hurt me, but I can't stop these feelings for you, Henry. I hate the gods for this."
"But do you really? Or do you hate yourself for wanting the enemy?"
I did hate myself, but after the pairing..
I gasped, wondering why I unleashed my wrath so easily.
"You've done this to get me to sleep with you!"
And then, I snapped.
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Bullied By Her Alpha
FantasyWhen two best friends end up enemies only to find out they're mates, things take a wild turn. *inkitt image
