I'll Just Grab My Stuff and Go

I'll Just Grab My Stuff and Go

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"Why do I have to meet you now?"This big guy is apparently claiming me as his mate.I swear he's crazy.. "I swear,can this get any worse."He just kept yapping and yapping.Just like my grandmothers Chihuahua. "Curse you moon goddess!" "OH MY GOD.JUST SHUT UP.YOU'RE SO GOD DAMN ANNOYING."His head snapped to my direction and his eyes stared in my soul.I feel so naked. "What did you say to me?"He gritted his teeth and his eyes were literally gold.God.I swear I ate to much chipotle. "Apparently,you don't have ears.I said OH MY GOD.JUST SHUT UP.YOU'RE SO GOD DAMN ANNOYING.Fucktard."I said in a strangely sweet voice. "Oh,you're going to regret saying that,dipshit."He said it as if he was talking to a little girl. That's when I found out everything I ever believed in my life,was a lie. •-•-•-• Daina Winters is just a normal human being with a normal human life.I mean despite the fact that she has a mate who literally wants to rip her guts out.Oh,I'm sorry,I'll be a little more specific.A WEREWOLF.Oh,let me be more specific,and no,it's not a ALPHA,it's not a BETA either.It's a ROUGE,to be exact.
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I slap him across the face. Then I shove him. After that, I start to punch his chest repeatedly, still crying. "I HATE YOU! YOU'RE A HORRIBLE PERSON! A HORRIBLE KING! A HORRIBLE ALPHA! AND THE WORST MATE KNOWN TO MANKIND!" As soon as I say the words, I regret it. His eyes darken until their black. He shoves me back, nearly causing me to fall down. "You are mine, Skylar. No matter how much you may hate me, you will always need me." He strokes up and down my arm, and the sparks distract me. My thoughts start to jumble up, everything mixed up. "You feel it, don't you? The sparks, the electricity. One little touch, and you can't even think straight." * Skylar hates werewolves. With a passion. So what happens when a very important werewolf turns out to be her mate?

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