TAXI
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I looked wildly around as I grasped the torn shoulder of my blue ski jacket. He was gone and he’d taken the gift. The handmade quilt I had worked so hard on. He had taken it. I could feel the tears welling up and I knew I had to squash those emotions. I had to think, but the images kept flying around, bashing into my brain, squeezing through the cracks in my skull, driving themselves in like rivets into my mind.
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I couldn't ignore the tingles that ignited as he gripped my wrist and held them above my head. I felt the bark of the tree stab into my back as he had me pressed against it. I bit my lip, not from excitement but from fear. He raised his lips up to my ear and growled. "There is nothing between you and I. You don't deserve to become the Luna of my pack, you are weak." He hissed into my ear. I watched as he walked out of the forest. I heard my heart shattering to pieces. If only he knew my past.... _______________________________ Warning: this story contains sexual content, graphic scenes and strong language (not that strong though)

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