My enemy is my mate

My enemy is my mate

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"Don't play with me Pup!" He breaths into my ear. "Just because you a new wolf here dosent mean i'll let you do whatever...we have rules here-" I cut him off. "I don't fallow your rules." I spit in disgust. He looks confused. His piercing blue eyes gazing deeply into my emerald green ones. "What do you mean?" He snaps. "I'm part of blue moon pack!" I growl. His eyes seel over with anger and frustration. "Run." He growls. "RUN! BEFORE I FUCKING KILL YOU!" The black wolf with mesmorising blue eyes, and dark black fur yells. I look at him one more time before running back towards my pack terrirotry.
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