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Cry of A Morningbird

Cry of A Morningbird

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The girl stood still. She stood with her body facing towards the edge of a cliff with her arms out stretched and her head up toward the sky with her eyes closed. A figure began to walk toward her grabbing her wrist tightly. Her eyes shot open and she gasped. The figure pushed her off the edge only holding her by her arm. His face was nothing but a shadow with a sinister smile. The girl screamed for help but nobody saved her. The girl kicked her legs furiously to help pull herself up but nothing happened. The figure began to loosen his grip on her slowly about to let her fall into the icy cold water below but at the last minute a growl shook the earth. The girl's eyes had an unusual gleaming color. Her gaze turned into a dark cold glare that seemed to burn with just one look. She bared her sharp white teeth hissing angrily as two canines began to sharpen noticeably. The figure flinched in surprised. "You naïve little man," Her voice was calm but held a terrifying demeanor, "You have no idea who you are dealing with." She hissed with venom. He immediately let her arm go but she grabbed the rock and holstered her body onto solid ground with grace. The man shook in fear but she took no pity. Her quick hands grabbed his neck and pulled him into her, without hesitation her teeth tore at his flesh, causing blood to fly in many directions. As his body went limp she leaned her bloodstained lips to his ear, "You are just another lost soul with nothing but your sins to live with." And with that she pushed his limp body over the cliff. She looked down as the figure fell into the water then turned around. Her hair and once white summer dress blew in the wind sideways. She looked straight ahead, a smirk on her blood soaked face. Something flashed behind her eyes that were recognized immediately. Power. This is the Story of Maia Morningbird
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"I-I'm sorry for waking you up. Please forgive me Alpha." She basically threw herself to her knees and bared her neck: a sign of submission. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. I thought we had begun to move passed this, but I knew deep down it would take more than holding her to get through this. I walked over to her and pulled her up gently to her feet. I grasped her chin in my hand and lifted her head up to look me in the eyes. "Jasabelle, you are my Luna. You are not my maid, you are not my servant. I will never punish you...well in any way that will cause you harm." I chuckled but my wolf howled in sexual frustration, waiting for the misbehavior of our mate so he could make good on the promise. --------- Nyx has finally found his Luna. She's perfect to him. She's everything he could've dreamed she would be, but she's afraid of her own shadow. Jasabelle was petrified of everything. She knew nothing but cruelty and expected nothing less from anyone. Nyx has to help his mate overcome her dark fears and prepare her for the biggest challenge of her life; becoming a Luna. -------------- MATURE CONTENT WARNING.

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