Chasing Midnight
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"You will not deny me," His voice trickled down her exposed neck as she remained firm, her head held high in defiance. Her heart pacing wildly in her chest as the heat from his very electrifying touch scorched her skin.
' I will never be yours,' Natalie sneered squeezing her eyes shut from the feel of his breath tickling her skin and from her own intoxicating desires.
"You smell so good," his voice husky with hunger as she felt her will toward him thinning ever so softly at the feel of his lips brushing along her neckline.
' I I ,' her resolve withering from his powerful presence as she grasped hold of him readying to push him away. 'Can't be your ma.' Natalie's voice locked within her as she felt a deafening growl erupted from her ear with her eyes widening in shock from the sudden force of pressure clamping down at her neckline submitting her to his very will.
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Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.
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