Captured By 2 Alphas (Werewolf)

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ged on the forest floo

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s messy hair is a br

of clean cut stubble

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at everything

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that's

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size looks impossibly

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s it travels up to his

gust, pushing it out

s he mea

rs him, then that

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he biggest lie I've t

y good. Like an addic

scent of a pine forest.

omach twist with

e, telling me I made

to dance, like a blac

hough it signifies a bat

g with his o

he finally asks, the gr

I fire back. My wolf

to encompass me, but

forward, hands clenchi

Quest

feels like centuries.

ruth. Not only because

, but also because I

ayed

I ask instead, trying

tense, as if I've made

me, he break

oesn't have the right

tuation

e question, which on

lance past him and a

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and on a piece of hot

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further, looking

led and broken in the

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't need nor want to

f vision before answ

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ng my hands start to

he wanted me dead

was unco

Why

hurt

d comes up to touch

res if I'm

o mind for that. Th

made snide comments

. She was rude and a

doesn't seem

dead... who els

I was lost in thought

ig pulls me back to re

n before I'm being sc

inst a warm

ignites wherever we

t fire. It's like a ch

again in my chest,

ng ins

y brain tells me I sh

. But I can't focus

y neck tilts to rest

g me into a stat

ible concussion givin

a faint, animalist

ocusing on the smooth

that make me the equ

pass by before I ope

village of my pack. I

window of one of the

s are starin

Her face is twisted

ough the glass. I can

s t

tice that not a sing

indows, peaking out

t as if they're s

s that I didn't? Bes

hrough the middle of t

d; the one notoriousl

carrying me— my ma

his territory. As if h

e

shold of the front doo

don't hit the fr

watched helplessly as

and stepped into the

of hes

d he do

plunging the room into

nig

my stomach knots as

what will