LOST (The Elite Academy #1)

LOST (The Elite Academy #1)

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Prologue My body dripped with blood and the smell of burning gasoline filled the air. "Shit," I cursed. Moving my broken arm to the handle, the door was locked. "Liam, I need you to wake up," I said. Liam was unconscious in the passenger seat. I punched and broke the glass window, ignoring the cuts on my knuckles and the pain over my broken arm. I reached over to pull Liam out with me as fast as I could. "Fuck, you need to lay low on the cookies after this buddie," I cursed. "Damon!" I heard Carter running towards us. A couple arms helped me pulled Laim out and I dropped to the floor, arms stretched wide across the black tar road. "Fuck," Miles said. "You okay?" "Yeah," I breathe, filling my lungs with air again. There were more stars today than ever, maybe they came to watch the show. Whatever it is, it's not my time yet.
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Evie went to college at her hometown to get away from Ashton (her mate that she rejected after she found out what he really did to her). Ashton was heart broken, had probably an alcohol problem and his pack was slacking. Josh found out where Evie was hinding after weeks if not months. He told Ashton where she was and they went to her hometown. "Ashton?" My whisper seemed to travel all the way to them because Ashton and Josh both turn to look my way. I hear him shout my name and a couple seconds later I'm being pulled into a chest. "Evie." Ashton says almost breathlessly, as if he's in shock from seeing me. "Let go of me." I spit out, trying to keep the anger in front of the hurt. "I can't." He whispers. "Well you need to. I thought I made it clear last time, we are done." I say heatedly, anger and hurt crashing through me. Ashton closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry," he whispers, "but I have to." Panic flirts through me, "Have to what?" Ashton leans down and puts his lips against my neck and starts kissing softly. Heat floods through me and chases away any panic, anger or hurt. I feel my body lean into his embrace and can't help but feel like I should never move from his arms. "I'm sorry." Ashton whispers against my neck. Before I can say anything, I feel his teeth against my neck.

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