Odessa

Odessa

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"Be on guard. The silent one's goal is to kill" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Odessa Black is a women who's past has been ripped from her memories. When she wakes up in the middle of the forest, she can't seem to remember how she got there or even what her name is. Struggling to gain her memories back, she is taken to Raven pack and meets Nathaniel Salvatore. Nathaniel Salvatore's father was murdered two months ago by a group of assassins. His mother had died giving birth, leaving him and his father at a young age. Although, his father and him never had the best relationship, he had still felt the pain from the loss and wanted revenge. Hell bent on finding his fathers murder, he has no time for a mate and nor does he want one. Then he meet her... Odessa Black ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He pushed me up against the wall, his blade grazing my throat. Pushing it closer to my skin as it starts to draw blood. He was furious and was not letting up any time soon. leaning down to my height, he put his face to the side of my head and whispered into the shell of my ear. "How long?" I stood there, absolutely still with a unemotional face. I didn't want him to see the regret I had, the hurt from lying to him, and the fear to what he had knew. Finally gaining the power to answer, without breaking down. "What do you mean?" Nothing could've prepared to what he had said next... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Please no copy writing of any kind, its just plain rude. Also, thank you for taking the time to read my story and I would love feedback. Although, please refrain from rude comments, because they will be removed. This also isn't your average cliché werewolf book. I tried to make it different and standout. Comment Vote
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Her words still linger in my head My mind wanders off to thinking about her Her natural thick chocolate curls. Her Carmel skin. Her beautiful melanin. Her mocha eyes that shines with happiness and love. Love;I love her. "No your not! The real Cole wouldn't abandon me randomly one day! --The real Cole wouldn't bully me every single minute of my life until my breaking point! --The real Cole wouldn't go out drinking every night and sleep with a new girl every week!--The real Cole would do anything to protect me; Not go ditch me like I was gum under your $175 Guicci Flip Flops! --The real Cole would love me until my dying moment. And I actually thought I loved you?!" I remember her screaming at me She loved me. Well not anymore. Tears streamed down her angelic face like a wild river. Her brown eyes were blood shot for all the crying. Even when she was crying, she still looked beautiful to me. I wanted to take away all the pain and sadnesses she had. I want to grab her and hug her close to me; having her all to myself forever. I always imagined falling in more love with her, getting married, taking care of the Pack, having pups, growing old, and dying together. A loud honk from the car behind me woke me up from my day dream; I didn't realize that the red light turned green. I run my hands through my hair and turned the music up higher. Bryson tiller's song "Don't" filled the car. She's right My hands tighten on the leather steering wheel turning my knuckles white. My foot pressed on the gas, making the car go faster 90 Tears started to fill my eyes blurring my vision I don't need her 95 I don't need her 97 Tears fall fast down my face 99 I don't need her Trees and signs quickly past by me as I speed down the empty road 100 Then my car slams right into a large oak tree "I need her" I whisper as my body goes numb. Even though I'm seconds from dying. I still think about her. Alexis Anderson. BWWM•Complete•Werewolf

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