The Breath

The Breath

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Bailey James. A human girl. A normal girl. The friend of a werewolf. The prey of another. A girl that fell for the wrong boy. A girl that will pay the price for it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Exert; He pushed me against the wall, holding my wrists in one hand above my head, the other pressed to the side of my face, forcing me to look him in his ever changing eyes. Flashing between gold and green, something I hated to admit that made me fear him. "You can try and push me away all you want, Bailey, but I'll always bounce back. I know you feel the way I do, I know you feel the same sparks I do, you can't deny it," his head dipped to my neck as he peppered my shoulder and collar bone with nibbles and kisses, my breath now coming in small gasps. "You can hate me, you can avoid me, but you can't stop me from saying it," "Saying...saying what?" I managed to gasp out as his eyes now the colour of midnight connected back with mine and he grinned, canines sharp and extended. "I love you, Bailey James, and you're all mine." ~ Book one in the Wolf's Night series ~
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"You rejected me!! Not the other way around!!" I yelled at him, tears streaming down my face. "I know." He says, he head hangs low. "And I'm sorry. I should never have rejected you." He went to take my hands into his but I turned away from him. Tears were still going down my face. How could he, after all this time, have the nerve to come here. He knew that he had hurt me. Now he is sorry and wants me back? No. "Please. Believe me. I messed up big time! I didn't know what I had until it was gone!" He said. I heard every word. They cut through the wall of my heart and placed themselves on it . It hurt. But what he did to me had hurt even more. "That's right. You screwed up. Consider me lost." I said. Then I walked away.

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