The Last Hour

The Last Hour

  • WpView
    Reads 510
  • WpVote
    Votes 19
  • WpPart
    Parts 11
WpMetadataReadOngoing1h 19m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 21, 2013
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
"Why do you always wear that?" I asked him after he had finally lowered his knife. "I'm from the St. Matthew Mental Institution. This is what everyone wears," He explained. "I'm not mental," He said, defensively. "I didn't say you were." "You're thinking it." "You tell me you are from a mental institute and expect me to think that you are not mental."
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • My Navy Alpha
  • I didn't wish this gift
  • No Escape
  • Conceited •H.G•
  • Scared Alpha  (Edited) Complete
  • The Dark Mark (The Girl Who Lived part II)
  • Sweetest Bitch You'll Ever Meet -completed-
  • The Most Powerful...
  • Devon's Decision's

"Dad I am to be Alpha! You can't send me to the Navy that's for puny humans!" "Well you will not be alpha if you don't go so...live with it. You need to learn respect, and not just for me and your mother and pack, but women! What will you do when you find your mate and she rejects you because of your late night flings?!" " Well then screw her! I don't want her! I don't want my mate and I never will!!" "Well then let's hope you change your mind in those four years you are gone! Out of my office now! Start packing, your leaving tonight and that's final!" "Fuck you! I'll go but when I return your gone!" .

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines