I Reject My Mate For He Is My Enemy (On Hold)
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  • Reads 145,028
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  • Parts 56
  • Time 8h 45m
Ongoing, First published Oct 19, 2015
#1 highest rank: in Werewolf since January 27, 2016 for almost two months.

The air was thick as I felt him move closer to me. He bags me into a corner and places a hand on my hip.  

"I'm a vampire," he says without blinking.

" I know," I say without blinking as well. "Your my soul mate, but we can never be together. You are my enemy and I am an assassin."

"And we will never be together," he says coldly. 

"Then why am I still here," I say as I could feel my wolf calling out for him. "If you simply move I can kill you now."

He bags back and allows me to move. Walking away not a moment to soon I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me in.Placing me into the wall he lifts my chin to look into his eyes.

As his face leans into mine I inch closer until our lips touch for the first time.
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