''Stay away from me!'' I shout, in total fear, in fear that he might hurt me, but the monster keeps coming closer and closer, obviously not giving in to me request. ''Why should I stay away from my mate! Why stay away from what's mine!'' He growls out, obviously mad at me, for wanting him to leave me alone, for me wanting the feeling of licking my wounds, the wounds he had caused, in peace. ''Because I love someone else,'' I say barely audible, thinking of Ethan, I tug myself more into the corner of the room, with my knees against my chest, thinking that would protect me. In one quick motion, he brings his hand up and hits me across my cheek, making my small, fragile body hit painfully against the cold concrete wall. I feel blood making its way into my mouth. I want to spit it out, but I know he will get mad and hurt me even more. While I am down, he pulls his right leg out and makes it collide with my stomach, with so much force. Pain immediately consumes me. I slowly start to drift into a unwanted sleep, knowing he might hit me some more, but before I am totally out, I hear him say, ''You will love me, that I will make sure of that, believe me.'' His words held a lot of power, that is undeniable, but before I could investigate some more, I'm out. ~~~ Hi, I am Chanel, I don't know my last name, because my brother, mother and father were all killed when I was about two years old, no one bothered to tell me anything about who I am or where I come from. All I know is that my name is Chanel, I am a werewolf and the pack slave. Hey, I am Ethan Cassano, I am the nephew of the King, to be more specific, the King of Werewolves. I might not make the important decisions, but I am part of the leading board, meaning I have a say in the decisions to be made. Did I mention that I am a lycan, so is the rest of my family and our small pack.
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