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The Runaway Alpha--Chapter 1

The Runaway Alpha--Chapter 1

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---Rated [R] in Language, Content. Mild Violence--- My breath hitched in my throat as his warm calloused hand made it's way up my skirt. I could feel the burning in the pit of my stomach as my head thrashed from side to side. I arched my back towards him, feeling my whole world tumble. "Now Dontae . . . please," I moaned. I'd been in heat for the longest and it burnt, it burnt like hell. He smiles at me, leaning down so his lips were to my ear. His breath tickled my skin. I felt the goose bumps rise. "I want you to beg for me. Beg for what you want." I could her the smile in his voice as my eyes were now half-lided. This really wasn't the time for him to feel the need to be in control . . . I just wanted him . . . bad. I helped him help me wiggle out of my underwear. I sat up, oblivious to my current surroundings. "Who do you belon to?" he asks as he kissed my neck. I shivered snickering, "I belong to no one." He growled as his eyes flashed a different color, his wolf coming alight. Eagerly but gently he pulled my blouse off, I reached over and lightly tugged off his shirt. Suddenly the pain resurfaced. I groaned, falling back on the bed trembling. "Dontae . . .?" "Shh, baby, shh. I'll take the pain away." It felt like forever since we'd been stripping our clothes, but as he was now hovering over me it didn't matter anymore. His sweet body heat was reaching out to me and I just . . . couldn't . . . wait. His lips found mine and as my hands found his bare, muscle-ripped back, I felt utterly reassured. He was going to take care of me . . . take care of my pain.
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"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

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