Let Love Bleed Red

Let Love Bleed Red

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Running though the trees, tears blurring my vision as I run as fast as I can. My ears pick up the screams of my pack members as our land is burnt to the ground. My name is Juliette Stone and I am running from the one man who has haunted my dreams for the past 21 years of my life. My father. Read and find out what happens to Juliet when she meet a mysterious blue eyed man when she stumbles into one of the worlds largest and most feared packs.
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"I don't believe it." a low inhumane voice whispered. I have to look up to meet his gaze. Is he a new bully? Haven't seen him before. "What is your name?" He's against the light but his eyes were like sapphires glowing in the night. Curious. "Your name." I felt some weird tone emanating from his voice. Too demanding... too powerful. "Uh..." my name? No one's interested with my name, except for the cafe's barista. "Don't make me repeat. State your name!" "Nathalia Nicolai." I spilled flabbergasted by his yelling. For once, i saw... amusement then it quickly changed back to disgust. "I, Alpha Chase Ashton Michael, rejects you Nathalia Nicolai as my mate and Luna of Bloodridge pack." "Huh?" Should i say 'nice to meet you'? "Now, repeat after me. I, Nathalia Nicolai, accepts your rejection, as your mate and luna of Bloodridge pack." He nod at me. Ok? i repeat the whole verse. "Good." He remarked letting go of me and exiting. "Wow." My only comment. That's really a new way to introduce yourself and rejecting people. I took a sip of my drink. "But that's really uselss." I smiled leaving the room. If you are born missing something, will you ever stop looking for that something? Try to fill what is gone? Won't you continue on living?

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