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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛
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༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒚 ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

I walked with Jeremy after school to my place hand in hand. I both dreaded and looked forward to telling him about what I am or about the slight possibility of there being others.

"Why the long face?" He murmured, pushing a stand of hair behind my ear.

"I need to tell you something about myself. Something that could make you run away." I told him, looking away.

He held my chin and turned my face till our eyes met. "Hey, I'm known as the stoner guy even though I've only ever smoked weed. I won't and can't judge. I won't tell either." The rough pad of his thumb brushed against my cheek and I let out a small sigh at the touch.

"Thanks." I told him and he smiled.

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I stood in my backyard that connected with the forest with Jeremy. I decided to shift in the yard so that I didn't mess up the house.

"I'mahellhoundshifterandyou'remymatebutImighthaveothers." I rushed out and he blinked confusingly.

"Say that again but in human comprehension speed this time." I let out a breath.

"I'm a hellhound shifter and you're my mate but I might have others." I told him.

"What's a hellhound shifter and what's a mate? I'm guessing it doesn't mean friends." He said and I shook my head.

"A mate is someone who is a perfect fit for you. A perfect soul that's like the other half of your soul. My mother has my dad but my aunt has eight so I don't know how many I'll have. I'll show you but don't get freaked out. I won't hurt you no matter what." I explained quickly before shifting.

He let out a small gasp before stumbling back in shock but I mistook it for fear

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He let out a small gasp before stumbling back in shock but I mistook it for fear. My mate is afraid of me. Me. In my hellhound form, my instincts were heightened and the thought of making my own mate, my other half, afraid of me? That shit hurts.

I backed away slightly and turned, tail between my legs and broke into a run.

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝑱𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒚 ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶
I

backed away in shock. The girl that I just met today and am probably half way to falling in love with just turned into a flaming dog. What. The. Fuck? Did I smoke too much weed?

I don't know how I was able to discern the difference of the sound but she let out a pained and wounded whimper. Before I could process the view in front of me, she backed away and ran.

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