No 8:A Unwanted Hiss

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POV Isabelle Swan

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POV Isabelle Swan

Gulping the bottle of cold water down her throat as she fell to the bench panting for breathe,the scruffy sore throat of hers had began to ache with the need of more water.

"Unhealthy,unfit."the voice of Amber echoed into the huge room covered in pale white and black floor board,frowning as She gazed her eyes down not knowing whether to look at her or not.

She was currently in the gym room of the pack,she was called by Amber in the morning and forced into wearing her short gym clothes with just a tight jacket covering her sport bra.

Something inside her told her that this wasn't it,it wasn't over and there was more for Amber to say but she didn't instead she walked away and all she could hear was the stomping of feet.
She thought that what her father had taught her was enough for her to live but it wasn't,

She tensed as she felt a presence behind her,and shivered at who it was she didn't want to feel all these emotions and These feelings but she knew there was nothing to stop it.

He was her mate.She needed to find a way to make him go away with out rejecting him!

"Never happening."he whispered as she jumped as she realised she was reading her mind all along,she groaned glaring at the alpha before getting up and zipping up the jacket.

"You can stop reading my thoughts,I want my personal space."She growled lowly as she began to walk towards the door in the end of the gym room but before she could even touch the hand,"your not leaving with out saying an apology."his voice help anger and authority almost making her flinch as he pinned her to the wall with her wrist above her head in his grip.

She glared into the eyes of the deep blue eyes,she swore she remembered those eyes as one of her common dreams it was a sign of destiny but of course she had no idea of it.

"Apologies."he threatened his grip began to tighten on her wrist as she let out a unwanted hiss of pain making his eyes darken even more,
"I-I'm Sorry."she cried in pain.Shutting her eyes tightly in fear she flinched as the grip on her wrist disappeared she suddenly felt cold and the want of his hands was all She could want.

Reopening her eyes She frowned as She looked around the room,She stood alone like what happened never really happened it felt like a joke of the moment and She was the one who was being joked around with.

But she knew it wasn't a dream,because the red hand print of her wrist stayed.he had hurt her.

But still she wanted to be close to him.

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