His Luna(On Hold)
"Stop! Just stop!" I yell fed up with his lies. "Stop telling me lies! I'm not a werewolf, I'm not your mate, and I'm not the fucking Luna of your stupid fucking pack! "
He grabs my arms and pulls me to him, the warm tingles run up and down my arms. I look up at him ready to yell again, but stop when my eyes meet his. "Don't insult my pack. Their my family and soon enough they'll be yours."
I narrow my eyes at him, I didn't think I could get any angrier, but I am. I open my mouth and speak, my voice was low and eerily calm. "Your pack and you are a bunch of crazy fucks who smoked a bad batch of loud. I'm not a werewolf, your not a werewolf, and they aren't either. And do you wanna know why? BECAUSE WEREWOLVES DON'T FUCKING EXIST!"