Kidnapped By My Werewolf Mate? (SLOW EDITING)

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      That bobbing up and down its really getting on my nerves... why won't it just let me sleep?  

        I squinted my eyes open against  a really bright light, then once my eyes adjusted I opened them all the way and I saw... a man.

        Without a second thought, I threw myself out of his arms, letting out a small scream when I landed on something hard, right under my back, making it painful to even move. I rolled over to my side and saw a root sticking out, above the ground. I looked up to see the man quickly walking towards me, I quickly sat up, trying to get to my feet, only stumbling a few times, before I regain my balance. With every step he took, I took two backwards.

        What does he want? Why is he here? Why we're I in his arms? W-What if he's like that man? What if he's has a house just like that man? What if there brothers? What if he knows I killed his brother? What he he wants revenge? What if he wants to act all nice to lure me to his house?

        "S-Stop." I stutter, after the tenth step he has taking towards me. He doesn't stop walking torarwds me but he puts his hands up too show new means no harm.

        Yeah, you're going to have try harder than that, Mister Mic Cheaper, I'm not that stupid. Does this guy not get a hit? 

        "I-I said s-stop.." he just kept walking, why won't h-

        Letting out a small yelp when my back made contact with something behind me, looking behind me to see a... tree... of course...what else would it be? I'm in the woods. I made my move and pushed him away as hard as I could and he doesn't move one inch, it was as if he is a... wall, So, I decided just to turn right and run, but as soon as I did that, I felt my arm being grabbed and my body being slammed back against the tree behind me making me take in a breath of air.

        So, I did the only thing any person in my position would do, I panicked.

        "I had no choice! It's you brother's fault, he shoud'nt attacked me!"

        "What are you talking about?" The man asked, with a raised eyebrow, confusion laced in his voice

        Ignoring his question, I deiced to get a better look at him, in case I can escape, he had dark brown hair, a very hansom face worthy of being a model, green eyes, and he ways also very, very tall. He was wearing a black Te-shirt and jeans. God, is he hot.

        Looking back to his eyes to see him smirking at me.

"Liking what you see?"

        Dick.

        "No, there is something on your shirt." I said and pointed him shirt. Of, course he looked down.

        Idiot, you don't look at down when somebody points.

        "There nothing th-"

        "I know," and with that I brought my first back as far as I could, with the little room I had, it wasn't much but it'll do, and punched him as hard I could, on his jaw. The wall of a man moved a little All he needed was a little bit of... inspiration. I then brought my knee up to hit his little 'friend', which caused him to lean over a little.

        Not good enough.

        I then shoved him as hard I could, for good measure. Then I turned to run, without looking back. A few seconds later I head him fall with a grunt.

        Well, Mr.Wall, I  think that I'm wining and you-

        Before I could finish my thought, I felt something hit my back with caused me to fall, somehow I was spun around in midair make me land awkwardly on my back with my arm bent under me, causing more pain. Letting out yet another small yelp but this time louder.

        landed on my back, With caused me too close my eyes in pain, I slowly open one of my eyes, keeping the other one shut to try and keep down some of the pain, to see a very angry Mr.Wall. Both of my eyes widen in fear, t-the look in his eyes was down right terrifying, I feel like I just killed his mother. His face softened some, with cause me to calm down some, but why? Did he see my discomfort? Or worse my fear?

        "Like I said, It. Is. your. brothers. flat." I spat in his face.

        "What are you talking about, cat? I don't have a Brother."

        "You do- cat? Your giving me pet names now? Who do you think you are, you son-"

        "You will not talk to me like that,cat." Mr.Wall said,with a straight face.

        "Stop with the pet names! You do not get to call me any!" I yell, which lead to a very angry Mr.Wall, he leand down, untill his face was next to my ear.

        "I can call you what I like, kitty cat, you. are. MINE."