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Who Is She? - Part II
A black jeep comes to a halt in front of the gates. Silence smoothens across the pack but is disrupted by a loud laugh. I turn back to the gates to see a very beautiful female step out of the jeep. My eyes widen, her beauty overtaking my senses. Her light blonde hair softly flowing in the wind, her thick pink lips pulled up in a beautiful smile. I am a female and I feel this way, I wonder how the males feel. She looks straight at Deimos, her legs beginning a sprint. She runs straight into his chest with a huge laugh. "Hello, Deimos." She whispers. Looking into his eyes she whispers again. "I have missed you so much." Her voice is sweet like sugar and soft as a feather.
Watching their meeting I grow more uncomfortable. What is their relationship? Clearing my throat to get their attention towards me. Deimos comes out of his haze and points towards me. "Theia, this is my mate." Deimos introduces me. Her eyes widen with surprise and turn questioning Deimos. His eyes slowly begin
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