Winter's POV
"Fuck you! I don't need you! Just go! I DON'T EVER WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs. At this point I'm shaking from anger and tretcherous tears are pouring down my twisted face.
"Calm! The fuck! DOWN!" he yells back and takes a thretening step forward. My body instinctly flinches backwards but I'm so mad at him that I can't control my actions. In a fit of rage I fly forward shoving him back. It takes him by surprise and he tumbles backward two steps with an astonished look.
"Just go! GO! I never want to see your face again!" I roar at him using all my strength to yell. My voice cracks and my throat hurts.
He's still hellbent on staying, on defying me, on having his way. He always gets to have his way.
"Just calm down! Let me talk to you!" he growls back at me looking seriously pissed but I don't care. He won't get his way this time!
"I HATE YOU!!!" I scream so hard that my voice breaks. His face falls apart in a bewildered look. For a second I see something, but he regains his perfect mask instantly and gives me a mean look before he walks out slamming the door behind him.
I stand there, chest heaving, tears dripping and so angry I can't thinks straight.
He left.
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Snow White and the Seven Wolves
WerewolfWinter is a boy, despite his unusual name, and he is the youngest brother of the Blue King alpha. On a funeral he is introduced to Conroy who happens to be his mate. The problem is that when they meet Winter is only thirteen years old, and has no pl...
