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Truth be Told

"But I'm not a werewolf. I can't be... we can't be..." I feel the urge to run but deep down I know that my fight or flight instincts are going to get me nowhere with Max. He's a werewolf. 

As if he can read my thoughts he tights his grip on my hand and my chin. Pushing my chin up I close my eyes anticipating a kiss. A kiss I shouldn't want. I don't want. I shouldn't want.

"Don't run." Max whispers into my ear. I hear him breathe me in and sniff me. 

"Did you just smell me, wolf boy?!" His eyes were black with those golden flecks swirling around. They were mesmorizing.

When he loosened his grip on my chin I jumped back. "I'm not running." My hands are up as I walked slowly backwards towards his car. "But, come on, Max, that was like...weird. Boarderline creepy. Are you going to sniff my butt next?" This time I knew I heard him growl.

I can feel myself back into his car. I said I wasn't going to run and I meant it, so I put my hands do

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