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Matenapped

Matenapped

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"What do you want Ryan?" , I hissed hatred apparent in my voice. Being an ass he was, he smirked at me and held my hand roughly, "You're MINE, my mate" "What the fuck Ryan. I am not a mate nor am I yours , I am Cassie you looser" , I replied freeing my hand from his grip. After all he put me through he still had the nerve to come back and act like nothing happened. And to top it he called me his frikking Mate, whatever the hell he meant. Turning to the opposite direction, I started walking towards my class. I could feel him staring at the back of my head. "Cassandra, you are mine and you will accept that no matter what happens" , I could hear him from behind me. Now he was getting on my nerves. Clenching my teeth , trying my best not to loose my temper , I replied , "Ryan Efferson, I am not your mate okay? Go fuck yourself" Cassandra is an ordinary or as she liked to call herself , "the bitchiest of them all" . Queen Bee of the school , cheerleader with a perfect figure and a face. What happens when tables are turned, when a blast from the past comes to haunt her. What if she rejects her mate and then all of a sudden gets kidnapped.. (Co written by Bubbles & Leila Merzaq)
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I slap him across the face. Then I shove him. After that, I start to punch his chest repeatedly, still crying. "I HATE YOU! YOU'RE A HORRIBLE PERSON! A HORRIBLE KING! A HORRIBLE ALPHA! AND THE WORST MATE KNOWN TO MANKIND!" As soon as I say the words, I regret it. His eyes darken until their black. He shoves me back, nearly causing me to fall down. "You are mine, Skylar. No matter how much you may hate me, you will always need me." He strokes up and down my arm, and the sparks distract me. My thoughts start to jumble up, everything mixed up. "You feel it, don't you? The sparks, the electricity. One little touch, and you can't even think straight." * Skylar hates werewolves. With a passion. So what happens when a very important werewolf turns out to be her mate?

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