Changed- a Harry Styles fan fiction.

Changed- a Harry Styles fan fiction.

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"But it didn't matter if she loved me, or hell, even if she liked me. All I know what that I got to rapidly push myself into her and get the closes I could possible could. And I knew she liked this aditude, even if I gave her shit, even if she turned her back sometimes, she loved that I could scream at her then have her legs spread open and her saying, moaning my name over and over and over again within an hour. She loved that I would come home pissed off because, some douche would yell at me, and I took it out on the dishes. She's smile and pick it up. And yes she's mine, but I don't care if she loves me, or hell, even if she likes me.. But let it be know that if you so fucking touch a single hair on her body I will rip your every limb one by one off of your body." I spit out to Max, why couldn't he get the point? Lilian's mine, mine mine mine! If I have to bash this dicks head in one more time so be it. I'm the only one who can see Lilian's bare chest, I'm the only one who hears her nagging voice in the morning telling me 'Harry your making me sweat.', I'm the only one who can call her mine.. So. Back. The. Fuck. Up. "But harry she's my best fried?" That's it. I only see red.
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CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

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