THE CARACAL WORLD
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A story told by a caracal
each chapter and its meaning -
THE BEGINNING - self explanatory
THE LABORATORY - where they get put in a lab
THE GREAT ESCAPE - they escape the lab
________rest in progress!_________
"I LOVE YOU, QUELEA."
REMEMBERING
"I HATE YOU, HIGHGRASS!"
SPLIT
WAR
CLAWS
WHY!?
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"Tamlin leave me alone, you don't want me!" I shrieked. "Your my mate, mine and only mine" his eyes turned black, I was debating running farther into the forest but I already knew he would catch me. Then the next thing I knew he had kissed me, his claws dug into my sides like blades holding me there, but I dismissed the thought, instead i kissed him back. And when his eyes turned their normal color and he calmed his guard, that's when I ran. Tamlin is a 20 year old prince who has no mate. And he doesn't want one either. But Clarke on her 18th birthday finds out that she is mated with him, so she does what no-one would do in that situation. She runs. Will he catch her?
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