Playing With Letters

Playing With Letters

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Malory Searl has grown up in an orphanage with no one but Colin as a friend. They did everything together, and one was never seen without the other. But when Colin turned 9 he left, and never looked back. So how come, ten years later, Malory is willing to risk her life to save him? She admitted to herself in the past years of Colin's disapearance that she loved him, but things change. One memory haunts Malory every night, and every day. It's when Colin spelt "DNA" with toy building blocks. Back then it'd seemed like a coinsidence, but is it really? Turns out Colin knew Malory was special from the start. Her DNA has been altered with that of a wolf. Now, Malory has learned she can shift into a wolf.... but with wings.
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"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

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