19 - Heat

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Things are about to get... Ugly/bad.


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Amelie's pov
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A pair of arms wrapped around my waist. And before I knew it, I'm in a room I have never seen before.

I was thrown on a bed. I looked up to see Kail looking at me with a dangerous look. It made me cower in fright.

He lunged at me making me yelp.

He smashed his lips on mine. It was pure bliss as he moved them on mine. All my fright and everything was gone in a second. I didn't know what came over me as I found myself kissing back with equal passion. My arms around his neck, his around my neck. My legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer to mine.

Our lips moved in sync.


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I felt light on my eyes but kept my eyes shut. For some reason, I feel really tired. But the bed was so soft and so comfortable that I don't even want to get up.

A pair of warm arms were wrapped around me. I felt warm breath tickle the crook of my neck.


Wait! Warm arms? Warm breath? Tired?!

Oh shit!


My eyes shot open as I remembered everything.

I couldn't believe it. My eyes started to water. I looked down at myself. I'm naked. So is he.

Oh my god. This wasn't supposed to happen.

I started wiggling in his arms trying to get free. But his arms tightened around me. "mate. Mine." I heard him whisper.

Shocked, I looked at his face. His eyes were still closed. "mine." he whispered again.

Is he accepting me?

Shaking my head, I tried to remove his arms off me again.


Suddenly I was flipped over and my hands were pinned above me. My eyes met black eyes. "MINE!" he growled.

"K-Kail. Let go." I stuttered.

"it's Damien, Mate. Kail's wolf." he whispered. "o-oh. D-Damien, can you p-please let me go?" I asked.

"Mate." he looked at me with sad eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but then his eyes turned to ice blue. Kail.

Kail growled at me before letting me go. He threw a shirt at me. "get out." with that he walked into the bathroom leaving me alone.


I felt my heart squeeze in pain, but grabbed the large shirt and pulled it over my head. I tried to stand up but fell down. I'm sore. Shit.

After a few failed attempts, I was able to stand up. I walked towards the door and opened it. I checked if anyone was there in the hall, but when I saw none, I tiptoed out and to my room which is a hall away.

As soon as I reached my room, I rushed inside closing the door behind me, locking it. That's when I burst into tears.


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