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Night *Coming Soon*

Night *Coming Soon*

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Previously titled: NightFang~ He wraps is arms around me and pulls me against his chest. I run my hands through his blonde curls and close my eyes, breathing in his scent. I sigh with content. He smells likes sugar and cake batter, sweet and delicious- like home. I feel his hand cup my cheek and my eyes flutter open. His silver eyes glisten in the moonlight as he stares down at me. "No matter what happens tomorrow, I want you to know that I will stand by your side until I draw my last breath." He pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. "I love you." Smiling I rest my hands on the sides of his face. "I love you too." My mate crashed his lips against mine, sealing our declaration with a kiss. I just hope that we'll live to say it again. ** I never knew my parents-only my adoptive mother,the Headmistress of my school. I have a best friend named Trey and a dark enemy that attacks me in my dreams. I'm told that I have a bright future ahead of me but I have a feeling my past is much darker. I'm incredibly strong and fast but I'll never have the strength to protect those I love or the speed to prevent the danger from coming. My name is Iris Byrd and I'm a werewolf.
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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