Please me, Alpha.

Please me, Alpha.

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“Oi, boss said to just drop it on the edge of the forest and the beasts will do the rest. Now shutup! your voice is gonna’ draw in the bloody things.” The first man said harshly, struggling to pick it up. “Well come on then!” The second man just grumbles and helps drag the body over the curb, finally dropping it just inside the tree line before both men briskly walk back to the car and drive away, tires screeching in the dark, frosty night. Little did the two men know that the so called ‘beasts’ were watching the whole thing. The Alpha didn’t know why he was feeling so panicked but his heart was racing. He is filled with a sense of dread every time he thinks that this... clump of human could be dead. He moved his hand to the clump before rolling it towards him. A full head of wine red hair was covering the face, mattered with dirt and a remarkable amount of a sticky substance which he assumed to be blood. Moving this aside he could see, he could see the face of this Angel of Death.
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After an accident the spirit of a young man struggles to adjust, enter a handsome young man, and his world is turned upside down even more. The car screeched to a halt as the body flew over the bonnet, slamming to the ground in a sickening thud, the head slamming into the concrete and cracking upon impact. Warm red blood seeped onto the floor as the mouth gasped for breath, a bone sticking out of the chest of the young man on the ground. He gasped for air, his eyes blurred and fighting to stay open. The driver of the vehicle rushed to his side, she bent down and gasped at the sight of blood under the young man's head. Standing back up she backed up to her car, climbed in and drove away at speed, not caring about getting him help...feet ran towards the young man, and voices where heard talking to the emergency services. Hands felt his body all over, trying to offer comfort, but he could feel his life ebbing away.

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