The cold wind is gently kissing my skin. Damn!I hate this dress I'm wearing.I don't wanna fix myself because it would catch attention of any men I'd meet.I run, stopped for a while, and run again. Damn this drug's effects. I'm burning inside, I wanna cool it down.I heard a water splashing. Maybe there's a river nearby.
Luckily I outrun those bastard's chasing after me.
I attended a party with my master. Someone secretly put drugs in my drink. I regret gulping up that juice. I should have drunk alcohol. The drug's effect is too much for me. Sweat flowing from my forehead, my breathing isn't normal. The dosage must be high. I curse whoever planned this. I will gauge out their eyes and feed it to the dogs.
I can clearly hear the water splashing. Its a creek. Maybe it can help submerging myself until my body cools down. I pulled down my dress zip. I feel dizzy. My vission is blurry. Suddenly, a cold is thing griping my waist. I like it. It sent chills inside me.
I want more. Damn when did I ever felt this lust?
My conciousness cannot resist this touch.
"Who was this?" I looked up with a blurry vision but I can see those eyes filled with posessiveness, with lustful desire, tenderness and burning passion. Before I could resist, my lips was sealed with something soft - a kiss.I dont know how to respond. This was like addictive drugs. I wrapped my hands around his shoulder. I closed my eyes. I want more. Suddenly, he he stoped, growled and said; "Your mine mate". I barely heard it. "Give me more". I whisperred to him. "My pleasure"
Then the air was filled with moans.
What a erotic night for both of them?
It was three o'clock in the morning when I woke up. I shooked my head recountimg what happened. "Oh my gosh! I've had sex with a stranger!" Beside me is a sleeping body.I need to get out of this place before he wakes up. I put my clothes on and run.
Hayden.
I strech out my hands expecting to touch someone beside me but no one is there. I open my eyes to see it's still dark but no one is beside me. Who was that woman last night? It coudnt be a dream. It was real. I can still smell her scent.
That was my mate but what is she doing here last night? I was under the influence of drug last night. We werewolves aren't easily intoxicated. That drug must have contained high dosage.Whoever did this to me must be looking for death.
I put my clothes on, looked around the area hoping she's still near. I followed the smell her scent toward the highway. She's gone.
"I will find you even it takes years."