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Unpredictable Life

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humour rejection

'He's my mate' my brain chanted again and again but all thoughts stopped when he turned around. What knocked my breath out was the familiar blue eyes glaring back into mine. What paralyzed my brain was the velvety deep voice I've heard so many times. What brought my world crashing down was his icy blue eyes that held no hint of surprise. 

"Looking for someone?" he taunted. 

"You... knew?" I managed to say shakily. 

"That we're mates? That out of everyone out there nature cursed me with you?" he said with so much venom, I stepped back. 

"But ..You cant.. this isn't" I wasn't sure what I wanted to say. My brain was as useful as a corpse. 

"Oh dont worry Aria Davis even nature can't bring me to like you let alone love" he spat.

"But.." I choked. This cant be happening. He can't be my mate. 

"I know. I am that combo breaker in your perfect plan. That perfectly selfish werewolf life you have planned ahead of you but don't stop on my account because I'm not going to be around long enough" he said as he looked away. 

"You're my mate" I said more to myself than to him. He laughed maliciously. 

"The irony of it right?" He continued laughing while I just stared ahead in utter shock. 

"Mates are supposed to be together forever " I robotically repeat my dad's words. 

"That's where our thinking differs. I don't think you're worth a lifetime of torture. Infact, I dont think you're worth a moment of torture." he said with so much aggression, I flinched. 

"You can't leave me" I try to make sense of my words but the only my brain keeps repeatedly processing is that he is my mate. 

"Aria Davis mate or not, I'm not having you" he said with such finality in his voice that I knew he wasnt going back on his words. I saw the piercing hatred in his eyes. I heard the pure conviction in his voice. I witnessed his determination when he walked away from me. Yet somehow my silly heart harbored the hope that he might come back to me.

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A Stalker's Passion by DaniAG1998

"CHARLIE!" His screams were getting closer until I saw him completely. I grabbed the knife and pointed it straight at him. "Get away from me!" I say warning him His face was red and he still stalked towards me slowly. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yell fearing the fact that didn't look scared at all. "Put the knife down." I started to back up a bit still pointing the knife at him. "I'm not telling you again, put it down NOW!" His calm persona was instantly replaced with a furious one. "Please Tho-" He came charging straight at me but I made a run for it. I ran as fast as I could with him behind me until he tackled me to the floor. The knife flew across the hallway and he was on top of me. "Thomas please let me go. I don't want to be here. Please." I say begging "You're ruining everything. It was so perfect and special just for you and you're ruining it." I can tell he was sad but more pissed off this anything. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!" He screamed in my face. "I-" "SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" He roars slapping me across the face. He roughly picks me up and drags me to the room. He yanked me away from him making me fall hit my knee on the hard wood floor. He walked in the bathroom to get something and I realized it something to put me to sleep. He poured the chemical into the towel as he mumbled to himself and I watched in fear. He pulled me from the ground and tried to make me breathe in. I fought the urge to. I thrashed back and forth trying to get free but nothing worked. Slowly, my vision got blurry and felt darkness overtake me.

My Mate; Luna unique by HADES_ANGEL666

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Is it too late to say Sorry? - 1 ✓ by iambellissima_nishaz

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The Alpha by emy0319_d

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"CHARLIE!" His screams were getting closer until I saw him completely. I grabbed the knife and pointed it straight at him. "Get away from me!" I say warning him His face was red and he still stalked towards me slowly. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yell fearing the fact that didn't look scared at all. "Put the knife down." I started to back up a bit still pointing the knife at him. "I'm not telling you again, put it down NOW!" His calm persona was instantly replaced with a furious one. "Please Tho-" He came charging straight at me but I made a run for it. I ran as fast as I could with him behind me until he tackled me to the floor. The knife flew across the hallway and he was on top of me. "Thomas please let me go. I don't want to be here. Please." I say begging "You're ruining everything. It was so perfect and special just for you and you're ruining it." I can tell he was sad but more pissed off this anything. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!" He screamed in my face. "I-" "SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" He roars slapping me across the face. He roughly picks me up and drags me to the room. He yanked me away from him making me fall hit my knee on the hard wood floor. He walked in the bathroom to get something and I realized it something to put me to sleep. He poured the chemical into the towel as he mumbled to himself and I watched in fear. He pulled me from the ground and tried to make me breathe in. I fought the urge to. I thrashed back and forth trying to get free but nothing worked. Slowly, my vision got blurry and felt darkness overtake me.