down in the hollow
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She knew she was in trouble before she'd even attempted to throw herself at him. The male before her was not the same beast she'd taunted and teased. He was not the same one that had been so tempted by the sight of crimson stains on her metalic coat. The exposed fangs that greeted her she almost had expected, what made this confrontation any different than the time before, except she was the one being wronged this time, not the other way around. She'd done nothing but everything he'd asked, she'd even gone beyond that and been a good little girl in her prison, taking everything with a grian of salt and waiting for the day she would see home again, except she'd seen more than what she'd wished to that summer day.

Pushed back by his motions, the words he threw at her enraged her further, the spark of anger roaring into a full fire as she spat. "Isn't that what you wanted.. It seemed so obvious in the end!" She didn't know the truth of it all but he sure was acting like she already did know it. She was beyond seeing him as one of the faces of the pack, there was a thin like between packlife and relationships.. and she was so close to the edge with the one she treaded on now. There was nothing she'd like more than to see his blood, to taste it and know she'd caused him pain, not the pleasurable games they'd played at in the past but a wicked and hurtful war where for once he could be the victim.. not just hurt and confused like the last round between the two fiercy beasts.


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