《Sold to my Mate (COMPLETED)》Chapter 27
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Amara's POV
I woke up with a pounding headache. I looked over and Nate was next to me watching 13 Reasons Why.
"Isn't that a girl show", I asked propping myself up on my elbows
"Ehh. Kinda", he said
I let out a little chuckle
"How are you", he asked
"Like I'm having a hangover"
"Please. Like you ever had a hangover", he said
I gasped and turned away from him
"Baby", he said
I ignored him
"I'm sorry that your too innocent", he said
I stayed quiet, trying not to laugh
"Don't make me beg", he whines
I stay quiet
"Please", he says and comes closer to me
He moves closer to me, so close I feel his breath on my neck
"Please", he says
His lips travel to my neck and he brushes them against me, to see if I'm okay with it
I shiver as a tingle goes down my spine. I feel him smile against my neck, knowing he got to me
"Please", he says again
I stay quiet, thinking about something else
He slowly starts kissing my neck, trailing up to my jaw. He continues to go up and travels to my cheek.
I can't take it anymore.
He stops, looks at me, and then my lips.
I glance at him and I smash my lips against his. I gently lay on the bed, not breaking the kiss. After awhile, he pulls away and looks down at me and smirks.
"I win", he smiles
"Shut up", I smirk and push him off of me
"Rude", he mumbles
I laughed and go downstairs
"Hello sis", my brother says
"Leave me alone", I say and walk past him
He grabs my wrist and turns me around
"I'm not abusive anymore. We're home now. I'm glad you're at school."
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I roll my eyes
"I hope you realize I knew you were learning online. I knew you were eating part of the meals you made me, and I hope you realize I know you took the $50 out of my pocket. You aren't a very good pick-pocketer"
A laugh escapes my lips.
She found out. She left, escaped.
I slide all the papers off my desk in anger. The mark is still throbbing, I feel them making out.
I took her out of millions of girls because she was perfect. The kind of perfect that is broken. I got rejected, nobody knew. She was longing for someone to love her, she was easy--a walk in the park. I need her back, and I need her now before I die. I know Nate said there would be war if I take her again but, I'm so desperate for her. I don't care
"What's the move Alpha", a warrior said
I sit it in my wheelie chair
"What else, we go to fucking war", I say and spin around to face the window
"Yes sir. But when"
"Tomorrow", I say
"Yes, Alpha"
"Now leave me", I say
I hear the door click shut
Its time for war. I'm stealing you back dear Mar.
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