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The Exchange

The Exchange

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Neither of them Wanted or accepted this mate thing although they were werewolves. He was an Alpha she was the daughter of one and they've been irritated by the whole idea He was ruthless ,cruel , brutal as every one think but no one knew the truth behind why he was just like this. He started to loose hope upon finding his mate. She was wise , strong , independent, But always worried about having a mate that would reject here or a mate that would torture here. She is still looking forward to seeing her mate. she was hoping for that day that she would move to another pack leaving all of that stress behind her back. This is Eric and This is Diana leading their Hope Less\Full road
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"When will you accept me?'' Lucian murmured against my skin. The wonderful feeling only grew as he stepped closer, the thick muscles between our layers of clothing pressing against my back. He dipped his head. I could feel his lips against my ear when he spoke. "When, Victoria? I am tired of fighting with you. I know you want me just as much as I want you. Admit it." I couldn't. "Admit it, Victoria!'' Lucian's voice went deep when he raised it. Goosebumps prickled my entire body as he whirled me around so that we were face-to-face. I exhaled softly, hating the dominant position he had over me. Lucian wretched my chin up. His eyes were burning with a lustful smolder. "No." Oh, I would definitely get myself killed tonight. I knew my defiance was angering him further but saying I wanted Lucian would mean I was accepting defeat. And I didn't do that. Love was a game and I was determined to win it.

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