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What breaks you? Let’s see shall we?
The reason Thalia hid her curse marks was all because of the sympathetic gazes she got from others, and she didn't want others to consider her as something breakable. She was a dominant wolf, even with her wolf tied up and chained she still considered herself as someone who was dominant and not submissive - those sympathetic gazes only made her feel pathetic and weak.
But Carter, his gaze was not at all sympathetic hell she couldn't even mistake his gaze as a sympathetic one because now his eyes were downright maniacal. If his gaze was murderous before now he was looking at her as if he wished to skin her alive, see what laid beneath her cursed marks and rip her heart out of her chest while he was at it.
Her heart somehow was inclined to believe that Carter wouldn't hurt her, that he was different from Taryn and Marcus and that there was more to him than other wolves who craved for the power that her blood could bring them..but her experience had taught her not t
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" what?"" you don't seem to give a fuck about anyone, lost in your own world like no one worth your time, like you are better than everyone else " he pulled a strand of her sable hair and started twirling it in his fingers watching her with a maniacal interest " and I hate that about you, do you have any idea how much I hate that better than others attitude of yours ?"Thalia's breathing hitched as she looked at the strand Carter was twirling in his hand. It was as if the more he twirled it the more winded up she became, it was stupid. She didn't know what his plan was - was he going to rip it right off her skull before knocking her out or was he going to pull her around by it.A dark, almost claustrophobic sensation gripped her heart. And believe her, when she says that her wolf wasn't liking it one bit. Sure, a strange sensation seemed to overflow her senses every time Carter touched her like she and he were long lost friends or something and yes, a sin
Alpha Carter’s Cursed Mate Shouldn’t have challenged his authority
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Alpha Carter’s Cursed Mate Call me Sir
He wasn't even bothering himself to hide his sadistic pleasure anymore, as his fingers trailed over her skin, he watched her with a gaze that didn't match his poker expression, his fingers lazily traced the curve of her bosom. Stopping right where the curse marks vanished underneath the cloth.It seemed Carter was going his all out for making her uncomfortable.And it was working. Like hot dang, it was working.He tugged on her bra once again and Thalia couldn't stop herself anymore, as she seethed " fine, you want an apology? I will give that to you? Are you happy now?"It wasn't that she was willing to back out but there was just something about the hard lines of his face, the direct gaze and predatory posture and the way he was holding himself against her - it was unnerving. It was as if he could stampede all over her and stomp her to her death without even changing that maniacal smile of his. Letting him have his way with her was like made
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Thalia's chest heaved up and down, as she stared at him. Carter wasn't even looking at her, all his attention was focused on her marks, he wasn't even breaking his eye contact from them, as if those cursed marks were his favourite toy, of which he couldn't get enough of it.Then all of a sudden as if sensing her gaze, he looked up languidly. His gaze was intent and filled with such an intensified suffocating interest that she couldn't help but feel that he was seeing more than just her, past her barriers and all the walls she built to safeguard herself. And honestly, that made her feel more exposed than just standing half-naked in front of him.His warm eyes trailed down her marks before he tilted his head and looked at her, it was a threatening move on his part." say it" he repeated, with a tone that completely negates his warm eyes and the tormenting pressure he was building with his thumb as he pinched and flicked her hardened nipple " Call me, Sir"
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" that's a terrible lie and you know that, don't you? You are scared of me, the darkness - everything that bounds you down, say the truth, Thalia, I can practically smell your fear off you" said Carter letting go of her nipple but before she could sag in relief, he planted his palm against her stomach, trailing the dark inscription that covered her abdomen " you can't lie, at least if you are going to lie, make it fucking believable"He was right, Thalia was more afraid of him than Marcus. Which made no sense, he wasn't the one who made her the blood bank of his pack and has her chained in the corner of his basement, he wasn't like Marcus whose eyes were filled with avarice that made her skin crawl. He was more controlled .... And patient, but something about him set off her fears." I don't know why you are asking when you are so sure about it" answered Thalia, she wasn't one to accept her fear, her wolf though chained had her pride as a dominant wolf but Carter just
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Alpha Carter’s Cursed Mate You are not wanted
Running always helped, demons chasing you? Run.Don't want to face your reality? Run.And Thalia did the same, she ran and ran and kept running once Carter left the dungeon. When she arrived at the artificial man-made lake near the packhouse, she could feel her clothes sticking to her skin. Her shoes were splattered with mud and leaves, her calves burning with sweet pain.Her hair was scattered all over her forehead, running erratically as sweat dripped down her temple, she could feel her face flushing with each heave of her breathe that escaped her body.She stood near the bank, pressing her palms against her knee cap trying to catch her breath. She was shaky and trembling as she took one long breath and heaved, her back slouching because of the impact. Once. And twice. Once her breathing eased, she walked closer to the lake and splashed cold water on her face, trying to get soothe the burning heat in her body. The cramps in her stomach d
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