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"Little one since I've laid my eyes on I've wanted to ravish you like a snack." His grey eyes casted up at me. Sending shivers down my spine"You've been bad little one" He nipped at my ear. "How bad can you be pretty girl?" I smirked. "Show me how bad you can be, my love" Adonis smirked back. Being let down changes you. You don't want to be let down by the people you love the most, because it hurts the most. Sometimes you have people who step into your life and don't understand you. They judge you, to leave; and somethings they stay, to break you. Maybe once in awhile there's one person who steps in, makes you smile, fills you with so much hope, and you have no problem with loving that person as they love you back. But bringing you back to the day I was rejected. Alexandria Maddelein Xavier is a human, who doesnt really like to be told what to do. She fiercely, fiesty, but emotional. Alexandria was humiliated by her mate, Alpha Theo, when he suddenly rejected her. Sending Alexandria away with a tear stained face, she ran away from Theo into another heap of trouble with the most vicious Alpha of them all. Alpha Adonis Bentley, the cold-hearted, ruthless Alpha noone wanted to deal with. He was known to not have a mate. He was distance from those who werent close. But Iced to those that were.
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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