War Of Hearts

War Of Hearts

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"This feeling of dread spread through my body. I was constantly looking behind me, to make sure that he wasn't following me. I was considering switching into my wolf form, to get away faster, but I didn't want to give him any ideas, to catch me faster. I had run away a few days previously from my severely abusive ex-husband, who even after having our marriage terminated, still attempted to get me, an omega, pregnant every chance he could get. We got divorced in the first place because he started to use and abuse me after my first miscarriage. This time made four total miscarriages, and this was his last straw. I ran because I feared for my life. I feared that he would kill me. I wasn't even paying attention to my surroundings until I smacked into the leg of someone's horse, spooking it..." Alois was panicking, his legs starting to burn from the running. He felt the presence of someone, someone he couldn't tell who it was, but their presence was making itself known to him, whoever it was....
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