"For the last 6 years I have kept it at bay. The need, the want, the hunger. No more. I will be free to do as I please. Brandon, you have no control over me!"
Mates. They were supposed to stay together. To treasure each other. To love one another. B...
Picture on the side Marcus (aka Joe Manganiello) "hiding" behind a pair of designer shades.
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OR if you prefer my man Nickooooo:
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(enough eye candy, now the story: word count: 5931)
(edited June 2019)
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Nessa
(The day after the Pack House party)
When Nessa arrived at the clearing, it was already close to midday. The sun was up in the sky, and it promised a day without a single puffy cloud. She enjoyed days like that. Her sunglasses served a dual purpose They protected her sensitive eyes from the sun, and isolated her from all the curious glares. The fewer people recognized her, the easier it was to approach Brandon in private. Her transfer to Blackwood was approved based on her studies. But now that all options for postponement of her graduation were exhausted, pack laws dictated here return to the pack of origin. It was only then upon approval of her original Alpha that she could return, or be cast out as a rogue if her transient pack did not accept her allegiance. It was the main reason for her visit to Rover Grove. That and the need to face her tormentor.
