My Werewolf, My Love

My Werewolf, My Love

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I scoffed, "Oh yeah, like I'm going to believe a werewolf!" He looked surprised, "You're human." "No shit, what clued you in?" He ignored my sarcasm, "How do you know about werewolves?" I struggled to pull my arms free, "None ya." He looked confused, "None ya?" I gave him an incredulous look, "None ya business. Shit, do I need to spell everything out for you? Now let me go!" He looked to where he was holding me before jumping to his feet with ease. I scrambled to my feet with much less grace before watching him closely. I did my best to keep my eyes on his face and not his naked body. Werewolves were monsters but I couldn't deny how fit they are. All the men were like Adonis and the women looked like goddesses. I took a deep breath to steady my heart as I spoke. "Look, I don't know what game Tony is playing but you can tell that fucker I got out fair and square. He can't have me back and that fucker can suck my dick if he doesn't like it." His eyes flicked to my crotch before setting back on my face and I let out another scoff. "It's just a figure of speech, I don't have a dick." He shrugged, "I know." I frowned, "They stop eyeing my junk like I'm an undercover tranny." He cracked a smile, and I narrowed my eyes, "Great, now that you've had a laugh, I'll be going." His eyes flashed gold as he let out a growl and took a step toward me. "You can't leave." I widened my eyes, "Down boy. I can do whatever the fuck I want. Tony can kiss my ass." His eyes flashed dangerously at the comment. "I don't know Tony or care about him. He has nothing to do with the reason you can't leave." I laughed, "Oh, yeah? Why don't you enlighten me than dog breath?" He narrowed his eyes at me, "You can't leave because you're my mate.
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"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

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