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Reject
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Ongoing, First published Sep 25, 2014
My body jolted up, it couldn't be. I was not his mate. My wolf requested to feel his touch but I refused. Instead I took long steps backwards until I turned and sprinted forward. The air was dangerously thickening, second by second. With the loud pulsing of my fast beating heart ringing in my ears, it doesn't go unnoticed the approaching footsteps belonging with a heavenly scent. 

"You can't run from me", was slowly heard with a bliss of the forest, "Mate."
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