'He was looking down my body with black eyes even though they are originally grey but they are black with lust. I shiver in disgust but he takes it for a shiver of anticipation. He starts to trail his hands down my sides and since I'm drugged with wolfsbane I can only sit there and watch and feel as he feels me. Then there is this big crash and a splintering sound. Ash is suddenly ripped off of me and is thrown across the room. Dexter is standing there in front of me on all of his glory. He looks like a Greek God when he is angery. My Greek God, my possessive alpha." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Katalya is a very strong young girl. On the outside. Dexter is the cold and hard alpha of the Bloody Moon pack. The strongest pack in the world. Katalya runs away with her brothers because her pack was slaughtered by rogues. With her haunting past will she ever warm up to anyone? The myths of the ancestors about mates say that mates will be able to confide in one another... but will Katalya be able to do that?

This isn't your typical Fanfic story. It's not based on Band shiz, i'm only using a few characters from OM&M because i thought they would be perfect for the roll of that character. Read, Comment, Follow, Enjoy. c:

I kept running, I didn't bother looking back to see if he had caught up to me but I knew he wasn't far behind. I knew sooner or later he would find me. It was just a matter of time, no matter how much I wanted to deny it I couldn't. "Gaby! You can't run from me forever, your all MINE sweetheart!" he yelled out. David was persistant, he wouldn't give up trying to catch me. All too soon a warm arm was wrapped around my waist as I was pushed roughly against a brick wall. Another body was pushed up against mine as he secured his grip on my waist holding me tightly. I knew it was him because the beat of my heart increased rapidly; a hard pounding on my chest. I was afraid to meet his eyes no doubt scared, so I closed my eyes. He leaned down and placed kisses on my neck sending sparks of pleasure through me. A small moan escaped my lips as I felt him form a smirk against my skin. His other hand roamed down my body until his hand was on my butt giving it a tight squeeze. I loved this, I craved this, but I knew better than to cave in. I always dreamt of finding my mate, for him to love me and treat me right but I was too scared. I went through a lot in my life and I don't think I will be able to love again. I don't deserve any love, I don't deserve my mate, and most importantly I don't deserve a life of happiness. Love has been cruel, it has made me believe that love doesn't exist. It can easily turn into hatered and betrayl. I'm just a broken girl, who's trust has been broken by many. I don't want to hurt no more, so why in the world would I want to love someone so deeply that can hurt me? I don't want him, I don't want more pain, but overall I don't want a mate.