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Darker Days

Darker Days

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 2, 2016
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"It's been a while," I said as I sat beside Camelle. "How have you been?" "Fine," she answered bitterly. I turned to face her. "What's wrong?" My eyebrows were furrowed due to the concern I felt for her. With a manic laugh, she shook her head. "Nothing." Her voice, though filled with laughter, was cold. I grabbed her face in both hands. "How can I convince you to tell me?" I whispered as I stared into her eyes, which were shining with tears. She pulled from my grip. "You don't need to do anything," she murmured, "because there's nothing that can be done once you find out." "Camelle," I said in a gentle way, knowing it was the best way to convince her. "I would do anything for you. You know that." "Of course I know that, Raia," she replied, hardness colouring her voice. Sadness was evident as she said, "But there's nothing you can do to save someone who is already dead."
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"where do you think your running too" i chuckled not even bothering to look at the girl infront of me. This girl had wrecked havoc in a near by pack and was wanted dead for a reward. "i was just walking " a silky resilient voice said. My blue eyes snapped to hers and my smirk dropped. A short girl, red darl hair to her waist...she wore a Roses and Guns to shirt and black skinny jeans. i didn't know what kept my eyes glued to her most. the bruises that ran down her delicate arms.... Or the fact this girl, who was wanted dead by one of the most vicious packs in the world was my mate. Howls filled the night and my eyes fell on her as she shook in fear. "no..."was all she said. she began to panic. "Why are you wanted" was all i could say. i had only a few seconds to make the most important decision of my life. Kill this girl, or protect her,and risk my own life. She merely shook her head and took off running like hell. "ill give ya a head start then" i said darkly

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