My Enforcer

My Enforcer

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"Turn around," he demands. His deep voice, enticing scent and glare keep me pinned. The darkness of his eyes are mesmerising yet intimidating. His fingers now rest upon my hip and the skin is on fire there, as is other parts of my body. His eyes burn into me and I realise I haven't followed his instruction. Slowly, I turn around. I close my eyes and inhale an extremely slow and steady breath. My arms drop to my sides and I desperately clench my fists as his hand trails to my back. When his finger skims the bottom of my spine, the only part where the armour doesn't reach, I barely contain my shiver. I bite my lip and scrunch my face and embedd my nails further into my palms. Finally, his reaches the strap in the center of my back. Rather than tighten it, he leans forwards. "Ronan and Alyssa will be training with you today," his voice is an intoxicating sound, my body urges me to get closer but I remain stoic as his fingers tug gently grip the strap, "Do not use your powers and make sure you restrain yourself..." He pulls it harshly and I- again- gasp aloud, my hands fall forward and catch the kitchen side. I quickly close my mouth and shake my head at the intensity of everything, his voice and touch have amplified ever since last night. I'd never been this sensitive towards someone's presence like I am his. ****************************************** We are the cursed. We live in what is known as the 'Vicinity' and wait for our number to be called. During that insufferable wait, we train and prepare to meet with our Enforcer and join the outside world, of which we have never seen. But the cursed die at the age of approximately 16, most die before meeting an Enforcer, some would say they were the lucky ones... But not me. Finally, my number is called, and at the age of 24, I am forced to leave and relinquish the leadership I held within the Vicinity. I had prepared tirelessly for this day, yet nothing could prepare me for what and who I faced...
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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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