Let The Bodies Hit The Floor

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Screams and gunshots. That's all I can hear, people were dying, right outside that cell door. I close my eyes, hoping that when I open them I would be at home. Eating. Man, that sounds SO good right now.

Apparently, my imagination is just that good. Because I can actually smell Mom's cooking. I open my eyes and scream with fear. My mother turns and stares at me before she jumps and tackles me in a hug.

"Honey! I missed you! Why'd you scream? Are you all right? Where were you? Why is ther-" 

I cut her off "Mom, I'm fine except for these cuts and bruises." She finally looks at me and gasps. "Don't tell me." I pause for effect "I need plastic surgery." I shake my head in fake shame.

Even with the situation I get her to laugh "No but, that's gonna take awhile to heal. Wait, how'd you get here?" I shrug, having no idea myself.

"Where is everybody though?" She looks to the ground. "Mom, where is everybody?" I demand.

She sighs "They went after you, or well where they thought you were."

"Shit."

"Watch your language!" My mom scolds me.

"Sorry. I've got to help them." I run out the door before she can say anything.

I sniff the air and follow their scents that are fading fast. I have to run. I hate running.

I reach a building a little while later, I knock on the door. What? It's polite. A big guy opens the door. And I mean BIG, he's like the size of a truck, it's crazy.

"Hi, did a really stupid group of werewolves come through here looking for a girl that happens to be the mate of the prince?" I ask as politely as I can, which is pretty polite if I say so myself. Which I do.

He slowly nods. I smile "Are they here?" He slowly nods again. I take a step to come inside and he grabs me. "How rude!" I exclaim. He covers my mouth with his hand. Okay, I'll take the bait, literally. I bite his hand as hard as I can, he lets go, I run.

"Hey, get back here!" His voice is deep and loud. I scream as he starts chasing me. I pull open a door and run smack dab into a wall. I look up, oh wait that's not a wall, that's a chest. Ryker's chest. The man comes up behind me and grabs me.

"Let go you ugly beast! Unhand me!" I kick my legs as hard as I can and he lets go as soon as my legs hit his family jewels. 

My crew of people laugh, that's when I notice the bodies on the ground everywhere. Bloody and broken. I gasp and everyone shuts up.

"Zara, it's not what you-" I run out of the room as fast as I came in. Did they really have to kill everyone? I mean sure beat them up, I'm all right with that. They can heal, but murder, I'm not comfortable with it. I hear heavy footfalls behind me, I run faster, towards home.

All of a sudden I'm on the ground with grass and mud in my mouth. "Grrt ohhnf mff"

"What?" he chuckles. I growl.

I spit everything out " I said 'Get  off me!'" I end up screaming in the end. He's heavy what can I say?

"Alright, alright." He gets up but, not before swatting my bottom. Oh he didn't.

 I actually shift, I am that mad. I attack him and growl in his face. he doesn't like that, his eyes turn black as his wolf takes control. We flip over as his body is on mine, I can feel every spot that our bodies touch, they tingle, just so you know.

His eyes get darker, if that's possible, with lust. I suppose mine do as well, but how can I be sure without a mirror. As I think, I slowly get lost in those dark pools of his. 

Man, ignoring the bond is going to be a lot harder than I thought.

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