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Her Doom

Her Doom

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I pushed the giant wood doors. I crossed the dirt road into the forest. The dark clouds above were about to let the tears of the sky's fall. I could hear the forest and fairies whispering. Nature talking to both the wolf part of me and the fairy part. "She is doomed," Said the hidden fairies. "She is doomed," said the trees. "He is the most brutal of them all," the said together. My lungs burned, my feet slushed in the mud. Looking for refuge. I knew the fairs were at odd with the werewolves at the moments and that the hidden ones would not save me even if I was part one of them.
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"This way," Damien said. He led me outback and into the woods a little where the dream of my mom came back into my mind, but when Damien started to take his clothes off, I backed away. "What are you doing?" I asked him. "Do you trust me?" He asked with just his pants on. My eyes stayed on him and I nodded. My hand hid my eyes as he took of his pants and stood in his boxers. I kept my hand there and suddenly I felt a wetness on my hand. A high pitched scream left my lips as I backed up and fell. There was a wolf the size of a car in front of me. It was a dark brown. His head hung low and he put his large paws at my feet. His front body crouched down so we were at eye level. My heart raced and my stomach dropped to the ground. My chest raised and lowered at a fast pace and I wanted to scream again. "D-Damien?" I asked softly after I looked into those deep blue, almost black eyes. He lowered his head even more and put it on my knees.

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