My lips were pressed against her neck as we advanced to the love box. I was so sure she was my mate. We were perfect for each other. We climbed in together, falling asleep. When I woke up though, I was alone.
I never saw Jessica again. Fate had decided against us.
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The Love Box (a short story)
Historia CortaI suppose you could say it as my destiny. Everyone's destiny. Everyone has to go into the love box with their mate. Even if you thought you already had one, destiny will decide the right one for you. Every Alpha male can go with various contenders i...
