Lurking Within The Shadows

Lurking Within The Shadows

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~editing~ He stormed up to me grabbed my arms pushing me up against the wall of the house, pressing his body against mine. If we wernt in the current situation that were in i would say our bodys molded perfectly, hearing him scream "MINE!" before crashing his lips onto mine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Years After the terrible accident that left her scarred for life, Ambrosia lives her life in a new pack, a new territory, and as new home. Aside from that she struggles daily to make a living as the runt of the pack, with her being wolfless. Her only hope from this torture was someone she could trust herself being around, to relase the stress shes kept up to herself for all these years. Someone she can call a mate. But will she ever get the chance to find him Will he acept her for what she is Or will he just be another rejection in her life.
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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.

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