Apollo's Myth

Apollo's Myth

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There are more where I came from. Ones with a mark. Ones who had the symbol of a certain god or goddess. None of us knew what it meant. We thought it was a birthmark. And it was, but it held a different meaning. The mark meant I was his mate. ~~~~~~ Zues had said it was an experiment, like a vacation in other words. He wanted to have fun for once. So he set us all up with a mate. The one we would be destined with forever. So when I saw the girl with the mark of a harp, I knew I would make her mine, forever. We were made into werewolves, Zues had said. We still held some abilities like when we were still in Olympia. But now, we could hurt, we had emotions, and we were weaker. It made this experiment a bit more interesting.
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"You know you can't resist me much longer." He continued to trail kisses down my neck and jaw. I bit my lip to keep a moan from escaping. "I am your mate and Alpha, I order you to not touch any male or flirt with them." "In case you have forgotten, I'm a rogue, I don't have to listen to you." The alpha growled and I couldn't stop the smirk from forming on my lips. He pushed me harder onto the wall and moved closer so every inch of our bodies were touching. It took every ounce of strength I had to stop myself from jumping him right there. He moved his hand to caress my cheek and I found myself leaning into his touch. "When I first laid my eyes on you, you were mine. If I see any male looking at you inappropriately or longer than necessary, that will be the last thing they see. You are mine and only mine. I'm not one to share what belongs to me."

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