(Leana’s P.O.V.)
“Mason” …he said nothing,
“Mason”…Nothing again,
“Mason your killing me” I said in an annoyed tone while I struggled to breathe. Mason slowly woke up to realize that he was crushing me with his naturally huge alpha body.
“Um…oh crap sorry Leana…are you alright?” with a still confused look on his face, he rolled off of me causing me to grasp for air.
I pushed him away, “Well now that I can breathe I am!” I said louder but still in a whisper.
I laid down turning on my side looking away for him. Just as I did I felt Mason’s huge hand grab me from behind and pull me towards him until my back was pushed up against him chest as his warmth shot threw my body relaxing me a bit. As I was drifting off to sleep I remembered the first time Mason and I had spent the night, it was the day my father and I buried my twin brother, Luke and my mother, Rose. Mason was Luke’s best friend, and since I was Luke’s twin the three of us did everything together. Later that night after the funeral I couldn’t sleep and I didn’t want to be alone but thank God Mason texted me and told me to look out my window and there he was standing there like my knight in shining armor. I walked nonchalantly down stairs passing my grieving father, who now hates me. I stepped out the front door and walked right into Mason's arms, We then walked hand in hand across the street and then though a now empty house filled with a painful silence, up the stairs and fell into Mason's bed. It’s been two years now and I still can’t sleep without Mason by my side. I was fourteen, Mason was sixteen when they died. I have grown accustom to him and I pray to god he will never leave me.
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(Mason’s P.O.V.)
I woke up to Leana poking me saying something I couldn’t quite understand at the moment, Only to realize that I had rolled face down on top of her petite pale body crushing her under my 6 foot’4 tan, muscle one. I got up to find her gasping for breath like I was killing her with my weight. I laid down asking her if she was ok, and as soon as she reassured me she was, I pulled her body as close to mine as possible hoping she would stay put. When she did I let the air out of my lungs and relaxed, I began to breathe in her vanilla scent that I loved so much as I drifted back to sleep.
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Blue Blood
RomanceLeana's twin is dead, along with her mother leaving her father heartbroken and mate less. Mason's parents and brothers are dead. They are not only dead, but were savagely murdered. Leana's father hates her and blames Mason for the dead of the two fa...
