The Crossroads

The Crossroads

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(This feels different I know im in a dream but it doesnt feel like the others I feel myself falling. As I hit the ground in a heap I look up everything is black no color no sound just a pit of misery. All of a sudden there were two beams of light. At first I was to scared to touch them, but I new I had to. I reach for the one on my right their was explosion of light and the next thing I new I was standing in front of my apt. door I slowly push it open to find Storm my mothers pimp standing over Dawn I see her eyes as she realized that I am here she looks at me as if screaming for help but never says a word As I took my first step back she realizes Im not there to help her she cast her eyes down but still never utters a word) So My name is kissa as you can tell I have visions This one scared the shit out of me. Then to top it all off out comes a dush bag no this isn't a conventional we hate each other soulmate book. You no what never mind just read it you nosy ass people.
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His family had thrown him away as a baby. Packs despised him. Alpha's used him. It wasn't his fault that he didn't shift to a wolf. He had the gene's but it just wasn't active. He'd been used for only one thing and taught that he was worthless and no one would ever want him. But after some trouble he is given away to another pack, my pack. He was small and timid. Could we convince him that this pack was as good as it seemed? Excerpt: Quiet, barely heard but he'd chuckled. He turned at the end and I saw his shirt catch a stack of pots. The fell breaking all over the floor. "Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'll clean it up." he says dropping to his knees and raking at the glass. "Careful don't get cut." I grab his hands to pull him away. "I'm sorry." he's staring up at me in horror. "It's just pots." I say pulling him up. "I'm sorry. I'll apologize." he reaches for my belt and pulls at it. What was he doing?

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