The Alpha's Little Witch
The creamy white of her alabaster skin, as if she is illuminated from the inside. Gold freckles scattered in all the right places and positively beg you to trace them lightly with my fingertips like a sensual connect-the-dot. Her lips so luscious that were colored a natural rose, savoring it slowly and still I will never get enough of it. Her hair, the brightest shade of red and large, round violet eyes, pretty but emotionless eyes, like those of a wax doll.
"Mine. Always." I can feel him running his nose down my throat, inhaling my scent. He reassured himself that I am in his arm. But the truth is. I could never be his.
"No" I whisper fighting to release a moan.
"Why?" I looked into his eyes, fighting the tears to spill in my eyes as I said to him.
"An Alpha, like you can't have a mate with a Witch like me"
Unwelcome. Unwanted. Different. That's how Crimson felt in her old pack. Nightmare it's what she calls it. With her family, they move into a new town, isolated from the new pack. New town. New life. New school. But what she didn't expect is to meet a particular green eyed-boy, who claims to be her mate.
Copyright © 2013, April. by xAliceHatterx