At this moment all I could think was how we fitted together and how our lips moved in sync.
It felt good this was the best kiss I have had in a long time but it will never be as good as that kiss.
But then a voice in my head kept laughing at me the voice I knew to be my wolf 'Stephanie'.
'You said you're never going to fall in love,that you're never going to make the mistake of falling in love again,then what are you doing?'she asked me.
'Its just a kiss nothing more' I told her.
'Just a kiss?,that's the beginning of falling in love my dear,just be careful' she said and then disappeared to the back of my mind.
Then I'm snapped out of my trance to see that we're still kissing.
Then i pushed him back but he didn't seem to want to back down he kept kissing me.
'Jake stop!' I said.
'What happened you seemed to be enjoying it before'.
'nothing happened ok so just stop'.
'But you know I love you whenever you're near my brain seems to shut down and I stop thinking'.
'You love me when you don't even know me or know what I am'.
'whatever or whoever you are I'll always love you'.
'That's what they all say'.
'I'm not like them I'm different'.
'I don't know ok I just don't want to get hurt again,I'm sorry i got to go' and I went out.
My name is Evelyn called 'Evie' for short'.
I'm a hybrid.
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.