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FORSAKEN BY FATE EMBRACE BY WOLVES

Chapter 3 The Rejection Arose

Word Count: 1204    |    Released on: 19/12/2024

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sneering faces surrounding me. Rough hands gripped me, pulling me upright. Disoriented, I blinked against the blinding light of day, my head thr

or a wolf," one of them sneered,

ghter. My clothes were soaked from the rain and clung to me, dirt streaked across my skin. I could fee

e a knife. It wasn't enough that my own family and pack hated me-now strangers would, too

chest, a mix of fear and humiliation swirling through me. I didn't dare to look up; I

cruel faces and hars

nd him seemed to part, creating a path as he approached. Dark hair framed his striking face, his sharp jawline set

gaze locked onto his, and for a fleeting moment, I thought I saw something flicker in

peared, it vanished, replaced

state, the dirt and bruises marking my skin. Hi

d with venom. "Is this what fate has

t down, refusing to hope for something that could never be true. And yet... a part of me

is gaze, the judgment in his eyes. My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my pa

hing from a mate that I could ever imagine. A wolf less girl like you...

nd jeering. I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, willing myself to disa

ng backward. My head cracked against a rock, a fresh wave of pain blooming as the world blurred ar

te," he sneered, the words dripping with disdain. "A wolf-less bitch like you co

e gasping. My hand flew to my heart, clutching at the agony that radiated through me, a physical manifesta

the murmurs, the mocking whispers, the disdain in their tones. And through it all, he simply stood th

ck on me, his voi

wolves around him. "She's of no use to me. But most impo

here, in the hands of wolves who would do as they pleased with me. I was nothing m

out loudly, my voice cracking with fear an

alicious intent. I could feel their hands on me, rough and unyielding, their laughter echoing in my ears as they grabbed at me, ripping at the thin fabric of my

ch as we will," one of them sneered, as he licked

nausea rise within me, panic clawing at my throat as I struggled against the hold of the wolves surro

e fourth time, a desperate, hopeless quest

oment, I thought I would suffocate under the weight of their cruelty. My body felt

enacing growl that made the wolves around me freeze. The sound wa

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