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Chandra pulled Amara away. "Stop." "Don't try to rule me, Chandra!" "Then don't do anything against my rules! Or I will shut you up." The last line she just stated served as a tranquilizer to me- it made me freeze- stopping me to eat Amara. Into the thin air, I shouted, and I growled. The nearby wolves responded, including Amara. But Chandra didn't. One thing is for sure, she isn't part of our race, and this place is not werewolves' realm. Just the parallel of my world.

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She opened it to find a tall, scarred man with a permanent scowl. “Work starts now,” he barked, thrusting a thick book into her hands. She barely caught it, its weight nearly knocking her off balance. The words Rule Book were stamped in bold letters on the cover. “You’ve got one job,” the man growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Follow the rules. And don’t make me regret letting you live.” Wren’s grip tightened on the book as the door slammed shut. She swallowed the bile rising in her throat. This wasn’t survival. This was a game. And if she wanted to win, she’d have to play by their rules… until she could rewrite them.

In the very center of the book there is a photograph sticking out. I looked at the large glass window next to the closed door. I can't see anyone and Jacob hasn't come back yet. I looked again at the photo and slowly took it from the book. My chest was pounding with whatever I'm doing. I don't understand what that fear is for. I'm not committing a crime. It's just a simple photo and I'm just damn curious. It's just normal so why am I nervous at the thought of being caught?

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I managed. "No," he agreed, and pulled me flush against him. "Nothing about this is innocent at all." His mouth found mine again, but slower this time, like he was learning me, cataloging every response. His hands roamed my body under the water, exploring, possessing. When his fingers wrapped around my cock, I nearly came right there. "Sensitive," he murmured against my lips. "How long has it been since someone touched you like this?" "Never," I admitted. "I've never – with a guy, I mean. I've never –"

she said. As soon as she turned her back, I buried my head into the pillows and cried my eyes out, knowing fully well that even if I fell for Professor Lucian, it would never work. Moreover, he was family with the J4s. Loving him was forbidden because he was my professor, and Alice, Angie, Allison, and Amelia would make me regret it. Rule 1: At BriarWood, love is forbidden. Rule 2: Loyalty is tested. Rule 3: One wrong move could destroy me.

I looked at the blank page for a long time and I felt the familiar weight in my chest but I decided that I was not going to hide today. I started to write about a girl who lived in a house with very tall walls and a mother who never looked her in the eyes. I wrote about how the girl was taken away by a shadow and kept in a room where the sun never reached the floor. I did not use my own name because it felt safer to pretend it was someone else but as I wrote the details I felt my hand start to shake. I described the way the shadow spoke to the girl and the way he tried to take everything away from her until she felt like she was made of nothing but air.

I reply, gaze intent. "You're not the first to try to get into my pants." "I'm not like them. I'll succeed." "You're so arrogant. And what's this Rule 4? It says you can touch me anytime you want. I'm not some doll you can pull off a shelf whenever it suits you." I smile at her resilience. "No. You're not. That's why you'll be mine to touch only. Don't confuse my control with disregard." "And even if I were to agree to this charade, I can't touch you unless you give permission? That's ridiculous. Who made you king of intimacy?"