Back at the pard my life fell apart. I was angry, and I fought with everyone. I would wake up and do a line of cocaine then start my day. I went to school, smoked weed, and continued my downward spiral of self-hate. I spent my nights with Sylvia as I let her take my virginity. I let her take me to the moon and back. I spent several of my nights tangled up in Sylvia and Felicia while Silver watched us. He had self-control were I didn’t he made sure I never killed myself or anyone else. I numbed myself. Training harder than before, I was in my prime and my hate made me ruthless to those I loved. Silver tried to get me back to me by inviting me to the clubs. I am now 16 and my life is about partying and getting high. I was getting ready to meet Silver and Sylvia at the Hole a club for us shifters. I showered and towel dried my hair. I walked to my room to begin looking for my outfit. I chose a short leather skirt and a tight low cut black tank top. I did my make up in black eyeliner and brown lipstick. My hair was in waves down to my ass so I left it alone. I put on my boots and walked to the door. I was so happy to see Silver and Sylvia as I got into the convertible. We laughed and talked the whole way. I felt a little bit like the old me. Before I hated my life. I missed my mate but failed attempt after failed attempt I started losing hope of ever seeing him free. I tried to move on and live my life without my mate. We pulled up outside the Hole and we got out. I recognized the bouncer. “Mr. Mobius.” I said dryly. “My Asara how sexy you have become.” I rolled my eyes at him. I knew he was playing the part but if he touched me I was going to rip him a new asshole. He chuckled and let us in with no problems. I went straight to the bar and ordered twelve shots of buttery nipple. I downed all of them and looked for a shot girl. Sylvia found one and had he lay down so I could take my shot. I licked the salt off of her thigh and drank the shot from her belly button then took the lime from between her breasts. She squealed as I let my tongue slide over her skin. I stood her up and smacked her ass as she walked away. She giggled. I was mentally kicking my ass because I wanted my mate. This guy walked up and asked me for a dance. I was pretty drunk but agreed if he bought me a drink after. He was grinding on me and I closed my eyes so I didn’t vomit from the alcohol and the sickness of the man touching me not being my mate. I didn’t realize that we were moving until the music became a dull thump. I opened my eyes seeing that we were outside. I looked confused at the guy and he grabbed my hair. “Move and I will make you regret it.” He made me shiver in disgust as he licked the side of my face. I spit in his face and stomped on his foot. He let me go for a second before I dropped. I pulled a tranquilizer out of my leg as the world swam around me. Damn I had just been taken. Fuck.
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Being a Mate: Rejected or Ignored (Part 1)
FantasiaShe was the up and coming leader of her Pard, He needed to be rescued. She thought he rejected her, and got into some bad trouble. This is the beginning of Being a Mate, when they first met. There are some sex scenes and violence. There is also a ra...