"I, Caimie Stone, re..."
"Don't!" His enraged growl cuts me off as the darkened eyes glare at mine.
"...jec..."
Along with a gust of wind that I feel, his body presses mine against a tree as I growl back maintaining the fury on my face. My hands try to push him away but they get pinned up by his left hand while his right now holds my waist tight. The sinister eyes threaten me not to do it yet I speak up again, "I, Caimie Stone, re..."
His pair of lips crash onto mine, making me gasp. My wolf tries not to feel delighted, however, I keep on pushing him away with my body, struggling within his tight grip. Tingles felt throughout my body with sparks everywhere, I try to detest the warmth I am feeling as I continue pushing and punching his chest. He then growls lowly against my lips sending chills run down my spine, making me still.
I then feel his fangs on my neck.
"Wh...what are you doing?" My voice comes out surprisingly low but he does not answer.
Instead, his canines sink into my skin giving me a piercing pain on my neck.
I push him away with all my might as I look at him in dismay.
He bit us! - I cry to my wolf.
No, Caimie - she speaks - He marked us.
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Her Realm
WerewolfWords are never enough to describe Caimie Stone, the Great...or what she calls herself. She's witty, she's strong. Hell, she kicks butts around! Amid her carefree life, the childhood rival, Davis, the Brat, turns out to be her soul mate. A...
