The Lost
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Eyes dry, soul brittle and broken. My slumber ends with an outward stretch as shivers tingle down my spine. The air is cold as I clasp my hands together to capture any warmth left in my body. The leaves crunch under me as I sit up against the willow tree. The white branches, full of ash and dust hug me as the wind blows. The dead branches shingle together like a broken instrument as the rags covering me blow away. Not a single form of life to be seen. What have I done...
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I couldn't ignore the tingles that ignited as he gripped my wrist and held them above my head. I felt the bark of the tree stab into my back as he had me pressed against it. I bit my lip, not from excitement but from fear. He raised his lips up to my ear and growled. "There is nothing between you and I. You don't deserve to become the Luna of my pack, you are weak." He hissed into my ear. I watched as he walked out of the forest. I heard my heart shattering to pieces. If only he knew my past.... _______________________________ Warning: this story contains sexual content, graphic scenes and strong language (not that strong though)

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