(On Hold) The Unknown Mark

Mia Snow was born a rouge. She's been living the free life for years. This 21 year old can't be tied down. She's feisty, tough, stubborn, caring, and finding her mate was not really on her list. Meaning of Mia: "mine; bitter"

Hunter Cross is the strongest Alpha of the lands. He's only 25 and feared by all, but once you get to know him, he's not so bad. He despises rogues because they think they can do whatever they want whenever they want to. He's still in search for his mate and once he finds her, he will never let her go. Meaning of Hunter: "one who hunts".
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He grabbed my hand "Don't ever call me that again". I could feel the sparks and warmth with his touch. He then pulled me into is chest breathing in my scent. Not going to lie I smelled him to and he smelled amazing. Like cinnamon and spice, it was addicting. But I snapped out of it when I felt him kiss my neck, moving closer to my sweet spot biting it lightly. Making me moan lightly.
I pushed him away with all my force and growled at him, "Don't even think about it. What make's you think I even want a mate like you?" I said to him. He looked me in the eye's and said, "How would you know what I'm like?"
I looked down and realized he was right, but so was I. "Let's go, unless you would rather freeze you ass off. Alone in the dark." he said and turned around and started walking.
The wind blew and I shivered and sighed, "Asshole" I mumbled under my breath. "I can hear you" said Hunter. "You were suppose to" I said as I fallowed him. Running to catch back up with him and shivering as the wind blew harder.
Hunter pulled me closer to him and I was already getting warmer. "Thanks". He looks at me, "No problem beautiful". I feel my cheeks heat up and I see him grin.
"You dick" was all I said and he chuckled. Maybe there is more to him then meets the eye.