His Angel
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The scent hit my nose like a slap to the face, werewolf! Ugh. I silently cursed myself for not knowing sooner, just go and get your schedule, I told myself. My breathing stopped when I heard a growl and felt someone grab me, tingles shot up my arm as I was pulled into an empty classroom. "Whats your name?" The handsome stranger demanded. "Emma Ross." I told him reluctantly. I knew it was coming, stupid stuck up werewolves need to keep their pride in tact. "I Justin Mac..." Sorta kinda permanently on hold. Sorry!
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IN NEED OF MAJOR EDITING- Trust me this book is a mess. You have been warned. • "This Can't be", He whispered. Those three words bringing down my whole world, bringing my hopes and dreams with it. I stared at him a little longer, before hearing him with the slightest answer- "I, Connor Perez, reject my mate". With those painful words, my heart broke down in to two, with those same words, he left. Not bothering to look back, to face his mate, me. Instead he left me on the ground, in pain and surprise. I'm not even sure if the rejection hurt more than the fact that he didn't even know my name? Without thinking, I stood up, leaving the papers and books on the floor, untouched. I walked away, ditching school, not bothering to look back, letting the hurt and pain take over my heart and soul,little, clear tears escape my eyes. I guess, this is the feeling of being Used for Nothing.

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