To be fixed to marry someone you do not love is a curse far more worse than death itself.
As I run away from the fateful moment, I stumble into the irritatingly handsome boy I met at high school. His fast beating heart showed that he was running to meet me, his usual sexy pefume was faint but had lingered still as he enveloped me in a warm muscular embrace that somehow in the dangers that I'm in have made me feel undeniably safe. His soft full lips greeted mine and in that littleness of absolute bliss I was reminded of a familiar thirst that I have dreaded and suppressed for more than decades.
The insicion I made had his sweet delectable blood generously oozing from it as my expert tounge fondled and stoked it desperately lusting for more. It seemed like all my life has been narrowed down into one perfect point of blood-colored madness. His was the deffinition of ambrosia. His tasted different; different from Peter's. His tasted far more sweeter and addictive leaving me unable to stop.
But then, I did as a horrid thought of my aunt's words came to me; the blood of your mate will be the sweetest one you'll ever taste.
I looked at him, praying that I have not deeply harmed him, praying that somehow, my venom have not contaminated his perfectness. I never wanted him to become the monster that I have long been unfortunate to become.
Now all I'm living for is him, saving his soul as I give him all my heart.
7 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
7 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
Forget what you know about the fairytales of werewolves. There's no such thing as a moon goddess, there's no such thing as mates. Wolves are animals cruel, mean, and ferocious. The law can't touch them. The world leaves them alone. They govern their own. That's what I was thought and so far all has been true. What I didn't know was that my little town had a tradition. The harvest was established to create peace between species, every year a girl is offered to the Alpha.
I've gone, and luckily never been selected. My future is bright and my thirst for knowledge wins without doubt. Only, I was gifted to the Alpha, a piece offering given to leave the town alone. Presented to him a slave, gifted to an animal. My mother cried, my sister chastised, while I lied. My future is gone but my family is safe. That's all that matters for today, but tomorrow is another story. So tell me.....What happens when the big bad Alpha grows attached?
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