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My Long Lost Mate

"Oh! Thank you for catching that little troublemaker. Please give her back to us," said one of the guards while panting for air. Not knowing what to do, I frantically held the man's hand and pleaded, "Please save me! They are going to hurt me! I don't want to go back!" The man first looked at me for a couple of seconds, then at the guards. "Go," he said to the guards grimly. Surprisingly, he was on my side. I was counting on my lucky stars to ask for help from him and I was fortunate enough to earn it. "What?" asked the guards, confused by the man's words. "I said go... before I kill you," he threatened. I was hiding behind the man's back and couldn't see his face, but my guts told me that he meant his words. The guards looked surprised by his words but quickly recovered from them and, instead, started to challenge the man, "We won't go before you hand us that girl." The man sighed and said, "I warned you." After that, the man let go of my hand and turned my body around. "Don't look," he said, before starting to walk towards the guards. Every step he took exuded confidence, and he was not the least scared of the guards who were armed with swords when he himself had nothing but his bare hands. I closed my eyes even with my back towards them and heard one of the guards scream trying to attack the man. No longer after that, the only sound that I could hear was something like... bones breaking. A few moments later, it was completely silent. Is he done? The silence was soon broken by footsteps that I assumed were getting closer to where I was. Is this the footsteps of the man or the guards? That was the question that popped up in my mind. I was ready to run, but before I could proceed to do that, two strong arms gripped both of my shoulders, turning my body around. I nervously opened my eyes to find a pair of red eyes staring softly at me. "Are you okay?" ... The story revolves around a girl who was tortured and the leader of werewolves. (A slow burn book) ... ***CAUTION*** Updates are irregular, as it will depend on Author's availability. [The art cover fully belongs to me. Art commission by the amazing Instagram artist @heytheathea]

winterdaisy55 · Fantasy

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Andrew and his antics

"…and I became their first audience!" Andrew bragged, boasting about his experience with the singing squirrels. "They gave me tons of acorns, and I gave them my hunt in return."

Andrew has been talking for the last twenty minutes, and I didn't know how to make him stop. It was fun listening to his story for the first ten minutes, but now it's getting a bit tiring. He looked so excited, looking like a child with his chocolate, so I didn't have the heart to tell him to stop.

"What did you hunt?"

"Foxes," he said, folding his arms together as if proud of his past decision. "They were terrified," he guffawed, lolling his head backward as he laughed. At first, I didn't know what was funny about it, but then he added, "You see, foxes prey on squirrels."

I gasped.

"Why did you give them foxes?" I asked, feeling bad for the poor squirrels. It must be bad luck for them to meet such a mischievous man like him. "You could have given them flowers."

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