Wicked desires (OH HOLD)

Wicked desires (OH HOLD)

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It all happened in a blur. One minute I was walking toward my locker and then the other I was standing in a janitor's closet. It was dark but thanks to my vampire sight I could make out the familiar face of Alpha Trent Black. My eyes widen in shock,"What the fuck Alpha?!" He tries to reach out to for my hand, but I take a few steps back. "Seriously Alpha, what the fuck is going on?!" He starts making his way towards me. With every step he takes, I take one step back. This series kept happening until my head slammed against a wall and I closed my eyes, for no reason whatsoever. Not a moment too soon, his head was laying in the crook of my neck. I could feel him breathing against me, and then he was inhaling my scent. My breath caught up in my throat. I would have shoved him off of me, but for some reason I was both frightened and comfortable with him so close to me. With all of this happening I was completely oblivious to the fact that he was whispering something. "Why did you have to be so beautiful? Why did the Moon Goddess pair me up with you? Why did you have to be a vampire too? I'm really really finding it hard to resist you as my mate." My mind was a big jumble of thoughts before all of it sinked in. Though there was at least twenty paragraphs I could've written to explain this, but there was only one word that kept replaying itself in my mind. Mates. →*← Beautiful cover by @Deanie_Weenie
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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