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The Possessive Alpha
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Complete, First published Apr 02, 2016
Mature
COMPLETED I was slammed against the wall my wrists pinned on either side of my head. His golden eyes were ablaze.

"You're mine!"

Despite how easily he could overpower me I glared and fought back "I'm not an item to own I don't belong to anyone! Let me go!"

"Yes you are! You belong to me! And it's about time you learned that!"

He kept a firm grip on my wrists while leading me down a hall.

"Where are we going?" I sounded weak.

"To the bedroom."

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Sierra Rose is a normal 20 year old with the normal 20 year old crush. One day her friend manages to drag her to a party there she sees her crush and a new guy who watches her the entire party. Will she go for her crush or the new guy? On her way home she is kidnapped and wakes up in someone's arms. She's fallen into the arms of her possessive alpha.

#1 in Pun 8/12/18

WARNING: Mature scenes & Mature language
This story is original and may not ever be copied in any way shape or form. Th photo is not mine I simply added too it.
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I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.