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12. Acceptance

When we got back to the pack house, he ignored everyone's questionable stares as he marched straight up the stairs to his room. A.k.a my prison for the rest of my life. He tossed me on the bed, while he went searching in the closet. 

"Why won't you just reject me, to save us both a headache." I simply stated.

His entire form became rigid. He dropped the items in his hand, as he instantly marched to me. He slowly leaned down to be face to face with me, trapping me in with his arms on both sides of me.

"If you ever say that word again. Ill mark you with or without your consent." He smirked as he got even closer to my shocked form. He pecked my jaw as he descended toward the nape of my neck where his mark is suppose to reside. He softly kissed it as he let his canines scrape over my skin, causing the most blissful tingles to spread all over. I got so caught up in the feeling I let a moan slip from my mouth. His form stiffened to the noise. But, he immediately

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