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We were pushed up some stone stairs into a familiar corridor, I glanced around looking for possible escape routes. I didn't have much time to consider though as the cold metal pressing into my back hurried me down corridors and through a couple of doors. We were walking towards a large foyer when Ayla tripped over the corner of a rug, she went flying, landing flat on her face. I bit my lip to contain a giggle, now was not the time to laugh at Ayla's two left feet.
The guy behind me let out a sigh.
He walked around me, not lowering the gun. He grabbed Ayla's arm but seemed to freeze, his gun lowered and I furrowed my brow at his actions.
A low growl left the mans chest.
"Mate!"
My eyes got so wide they threatened to bulge out of their sockets, Ayla seemed in a similar state of shock.
Her cold demeanour that I had never seen falter, shattered leaving a fragile, innocent looking girl.
She stared at the man with doe eyes and slightly parted lips, I had to admit, even after being a rogue for over eleven years she was still incredibly beautiful.
Whoever this man was he was lucky. Thankfully I think he realised it as he dropped the gun completely and caught Ayla's lips in a searing kiss.
I turned my head, the feeling sent a streak of pain through me, seeing the mate bond brought up emotions I worked hard to crush.
It seemed as though the man had mind linked another wolf to come escort me. I cursed myself for not taking the opportunity to escape.
Ayla and the man were still caught in passionate lip-lock as I was escorted to my doom.
I struggled slightly but the man had an iron grip which would surely leave a bruise where he held my arm.
It wasn't until we met a large oak door that I heard cries of distress from Ayla.
"What are you doing! Stop it!" I bristled with anger for a split second before I realised her pleas were an attempt to save me.
The man was cradling her and kissing her neck fervently to try and calm her, a part of me ached for a bond like that.
I sent Ayla a weak smile before turning to the oak door that contained the parson I ran from, and it appears someone else from the loud feminine moans.
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Her hair's too short, not long and flowing. Not her, her eyes are the wrong colour, not that cornflower blue that sparkled with innocence, she's a stick, none of the luscious curves my beauty has.
I growled, tugging on my hair.
She wasn't here. I swiped at the stack of headshots when yet again, none of them were my girl.
I resorted to the only thing that kept me sane nowadays, I thought of her.
How much I'd love to cradle her delicate face, to run my fingers through her long blonde hair. What I wouldn't give to caress those curves and kiss every inch of her delectable skin. I desperately wanted to see those big blue eyes that haunted my dreams, to fill them with happiness and love instead of fear and sadness.
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The Luna
Werewolf(Mature Content) Bullied, abused and rejected. Dani wants them to pay, she wants him to pay; especially him. But what is it that they say? Those who seek revenge should dig two graves or perhaps that there's a thin line between love and hate. ***slo...
