Too Beautiful for the Alpha
He does not touch me, it is as if I have a disease and he has to stay as far away as possible not to catch it and die.
I want to be with him. I want him to love me as much as I want to love him, but he makes it seem as if he finds me repulsive. I am a beautiful girl, I am of Alpha blood, I have been trained by my mother to be the perfect Luna, but he does not care! Not at all! I cry because I crave him. I cannot help it. I want to feel his body on top of mine, I want to feel his hands grabbing me, I want his lips against mine, I want his eyes looking into mine as he thrusts—
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