The Mating Games (Werewolf Hunger Games)

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I awoke in a unknown bed, the cover tucked around me snuggly, a glass of water on the beside table along with a bottle of asprin, I didn't have a headache but the thought was assuring. 'Must have been Effie...'

I stood up and headed to a large closet, many assortments of clothes and shoes were lined up all my size and colors to go with my hair (aka every color because its black...) I dressed in black jeans and a sleeveless red chiffon top, I slide on matching red flats and undid my braid so my impossibly long locks fell in waves.

I walked out and ventured until I found the main sitting room that had a table piled high with breakfast foods. There sat Peeta, who was nibbling on toast, and Effie who was entranced with herself in her compact mirror powdering her snow white face.

"AH! Evermore, I see you're doing better, please please come sit and eat dear, you just MUST be hungry, you skinny little thing." Effie stood and lead me to the chair at the end of the table, in between her and Peeta.

My mouth watered as I piled my plate with bacon, eggs, jam and toast, and poured a tall glass of orange juice. I didn't bother with the donuts, my diet was strictly foods that gave me energy, protein, simple carbs, and vitamins, id need EVERY advantage I can get to make it in the games, or at least try...

 "So, it must be SO very exciting to see all these beautiful things, i mean coming from such a...disadvantage place." Effie started the conversation, breaking to silence.

"Hn." i grunted, gulping to delicious juice.

"Why, young lady, you better clean up your act, you're going to chase away MANY young men with that atitude." Effie scoffed, before going back to checking her makeup

"Hn." i responded responded again, a slight growl edged my tone.

"My word!!! did you just snarl at me? how rude!" Effie scoffed yet again, "I would expect you to have a better attitude young lady, its not everyday you get a chance to meet a nice bachlor who wants to Mark you."

"WHAT IF I DONT WANT TO BE MARKED?!" I outburst, my glare cutting into Effie, the glasses shook from me slamming my hand onto the table

"Youd best be careful with your strength this table is maghony!" Effie snapped, before standing up and walking out of the room, ignoring my outburst.

I was breathing hard with anger, struggling to calm the rampaging wolf inside me, nothing would have made me happier then to shift and rip every piece of fancy object in this room.

"Hey, calm down, Effie just doesn't understand what its like to be a tribute." Peeta ushered me, he patted my back, trying to offer me comfort but he only enhanced it.

"No, YOU don't understand!!!" I snarled, my nails were growing and sharpening, along with my canines extending and sharpening.

"Everm-" he started but I grabbed his hand and held it in front of him

"Don't you dare say my name! You don't understand because YOU'RE not the one that's going to have her freedom and possibly LIFE taken away from her!!! This is like a gift handed down from the gods to you, and a curse from Satan to us!!!!!!!" i screamed in his face, my nails digging into his wrist, blood began to well from where my nails dug into his skin.

"We're in danger to you know! Guys will kill to get a girl!" Peeta argued, but didn't pull his arm away

"But theres still a 99 percent chance you'll win!!!!!!! A female NEVER wins!!!!!!!" i scream back

"Why are you so pissed for getting picked? Don't you know whoever Marks you will take care of you and you'll never have to work for a living? Everything you want will be handed to you, only thing asked of you in return is your loyalty and to bear children."

"THATS JUST IT!!!! I DONT WANT TO HAVE SOME RANDOM STRANGERS KIDS!!!!!!!" I screeched, "I want my freedom!!! i cant leave Astride by herself!!!!!" i yelled.

"Then let me Mark you." Peeta said suddenly

For the first time since my name was drawn, i was speechless.

"Let me Mark you." he said again

"Why would you say such a thing?" i dropped his hand, but he only stepped forward and caught my hand.

"Let me Mark you and ill take you back home, ill let you bring Astride with us, ill wait until you're ready to bear my heir, i don't need a litter, or a army of puppies, i just need one male to be the next Alpha...that's it, you can have your freedom, i wont even ask you to stay loyal, you can be with who ever you want, i just need a heir..." Peeta pleaded.

"Your lying."

"You're right, i wont let you have anyone, you'll be mine, but im serious about bringing Astride and only needing one male offspring. You'll be able to stay in our District." he brushed aside a stray curl, tenderly. his fingers brushed my cheek. My previous anger was washed away, like gentle rain against smooth river rocks.

"Where is this coming from?" i ask. "I don't need you ill win on my own! ill be the first female to make it to the end of the games without being Marked! Then they'll HAVE to let me go home to Astride!" Just as i finished my sentence, Peeta yanked me to him and smashed his lips onto mine. One of his hands holding me against him, pressed into my shoulder blades, and his other on my waist.

"Just let me Mark you, itll be a lot easier.." he murmured against my lips, his breath wafted against my face lightly, before pressing his lips against mine again.

I began to respond, moving my lips along with his, he tilted his head, deepening to kiss. His tongue licked my bottom lip asking for enterance, but i denied him. He growled, not liking my answer, and pushed me against the table, and nipped at my lip.

"MY WORD!!!!" Effie's voice broke our kiss, i jumped under his arm and out the door before hearing the rest, my face flushed with bright red, my lips swollen from the force of the kiss.

ill have to avoid him from now on, hes dangerous. But a different dangerous, i was about to agree to let him Mark me...his kiss is powerful. The kiss made me tingle in places that i never knew could tingle.

I bolted to my room, and dove onto my bed, shoving my pillow ontop of my head.

 'What am i going to do now?!!'