She was told he couldn't love
He had lost something along the way, and now... Now he couldn't love.
Not in the right way.
She was the sole heir of her pack, needing a mate, needing a strong mate to save her pack.
This meant it came as no surprise when a Chase was organised.
But can she take it?
Ayla is idealistic, she has dreamed of her mate for years, someone to dote on her, love her unconditionally, be sweet and sensitive, to love her in the right way.
Louka,
he's not.
He's lost everything and is desperate.
He's cold, callous, blunt. He can't be sweet or sensitive.
He lost his control and yet has become more controlling, more calculated.
But when he finds her, he's not letting go; no matter what.
Yet it's perfect, he's everything her pack needs...
Just nothing she dreamed of.
'Please don't do this to me.. I'm not your mate, your going to mark me ..please..' I began begging him, trying to appeal to his good side.
Crying harder. Ignoring me. He carried on kissing down my neck where the cut was. The sparks followed his lips.
He licked the spot, healing it. He carried on kissing until he reached the spot where my mark was meant to be.
'I'm your mate .. don't forget.. whenever you look in the mirror.. you will see my mark and remember who you belong to' he whispered against my neck.
I struggled more and began begging him.
'Carter Please' I screamed.
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