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Only My Touch

Only My Touch

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jun 23, 2019
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Romance
'mate' my wolf said leaping around in my head. I spun around searching desperately, analysing each and every face that passed me. This crowd is too big I'll never find my soul mate. I stared at the floor In defeat. A tall muscular man shoved past me, I glanced up before my wolf proceeded to do somersaults screaming 'mate'. I followed the man immediately. once I caught up to him and the crowd had dispersed I confronted him with a tap on his shoulder. Started he turn around and almost fell to the ground with his hand up telling me to get away. He looked around almost like for an escape before getting up and running In opposite direction. He was human. Why did he react that way? does he know what I am? I stood there dumbfounded in the middle of Seoul, alone. *****CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND STRONG LANGUAGE MIGHT NOT BE SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS*****
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"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

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