Windermere

Windermere

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The stricken midwife placed a hand onto the woman's abdomen as she urged her to push. On the wide canopy bed sprawled a female, clutching her lower abdomen and gasping in pain. It was about time. The midwife muttered indecipherably as the pushing began. With a new found determination, she screamed for the rest to leave as she positioned herself to receive the baby. She sighted the head and the signalled for another push. Gingerly, she pulled lightly upon it, getting the rest of the body out except for an arm of the baby. It seemed to be clutching something and however the midwife tried, she could not pry the hand away. Realising there could be a complication, the midwife urged the exhausted woman to resume the process. Confused, the woman gathered any strength that remained and gave her all. The midwife widened her eyes as yet another baby emerged. She eyed closely at the entwined hands of the babies as they laid on the sheets, shaking and seeking each other. Shaking out of her stupor, she quickly wrapped them up in blankets and passed them to their mother. The expended female stared at the babies in shock, but cradled them both against her chest. "My babies..."
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CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

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