Between The Wolf's Teeth

Between The Wolf's Teeth

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I glared at him repulsed beyond any measure. Completely disgusted. He never once looked away in shame or showed any sign of remorse. Such a pig. After straightening my posture I spoke, my voice raw and harsh, “So what now? You know everything, what’s your plan?”. After what seemed like hours of a silent competition of the ‘stare down’, he quickly pinned me against the wall pressing brutally into my bones. “I’ll tell you what’s my plan, and that is nothing. Because, to me, you are nothing. Mate or not- you are just as insignificant as a stranger I walk past on the streets-”, he clasps his hands tighter around my wrist and I hear the slight crack on my bone. “-Your value to me is equivalent to the rouges I kill on a daily basis. Just because you are back in Silvercrest or I’m tied to you through fate, doesn’t mean I wouldn’t kill you or melt in the palm of your hand”. Each and every word was meant to cut me deep, yet, as I stared into his obsidian eyes...I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. Quickly I threw him on the ground and logged my foot into his neck, pinning him down sternly with my hands and spoke as if my words were made of steele, “Listen here pup, never forget who my ancestors are and that we practically made the werewolf bloodline-” I lean closer into him so that my nose brushed his, “-So that means I am stronger than any Alpha there is, even you”. I watched as anger bubbled inside him as the truth of the situation gravitated. Grabbing the collar of his shirt, I yanked him even more near whispering softly, “And the next time you decide to speak in the same manner as you just did, will be the last time you have a tongue to speak at all”. Before I had time to leave, a dangerous smirk spread across his sinful face, and it was then I knew that this wouldn’t be the last time I would see him.
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WARNING: This novel contains depictions of Rape, Abuse and Violence. Read at your own risk. 18 year old Starr has never had it easy in life. Her mother died giving birth to her, her father turned into a deranged, violating wolf and to top it off she was forced to get married to an Alpha who acts more wolf than human. In this world where the strong reigns surpreme, how was a weak wolf like Starr supposed to survive? Especially with a recessive wolf that rarely interacted with her. Will her tormenting ever be over? 《Short Preview》 "You're marked by another," he stated cooly, his eyes drilling into the puncture wound that decorated my neck. Despite the calm his voice carried, my body shuddered at the pressure behind his words and the hidden dangers that laid beneath his gaze. I trembled and averted my eyes with pursed lips, trying my best to be brave. "So what? I'm a mated wolf now, which means I was never meant to be yours." His eyes narrowed in on my face as they swirled with reckless abandon. "What was made for me will forever be mine. That pup that you went and played with can't stop me from tearing that mark off your shoulder." My eyes snapped up to his in surprise as I gawked in disbelief... and a little ounce of foreboding at the man before me, "y-you can't do that!" He raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Are you gonna stop me?" I couldn't help but retort, "My mate would kill you!" His voice heightened as he finally lost his cool and snarled, "I'M YOUR MATE! There isn't a person on this earth that could kill me, let alone your bastard. You should be worried about what I'll do to HIM for forcing himself on MY WOMAN!" I flinched and took a few cautious steps backwards. Then I whispered, "who are you?" The man's lips tilted up into a ridiculing smile as he replied, "I'm the part of your soul that you chose to forsake."

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