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Wrestling with the Alpha (Christmas with the wolves)

"S-Save me!" Roxanne ran desperately, pushing her body to its limits as she feared for her life. Her eyes darted across the vast woods, searching for the apparition she had seen before she took to her heels. Then she saw it, the thing which relentlessly pursued her. The shadow resembled something she had never seen before, a man, a beast, she had no idea. The only certainty she had left was the fact that it was after her. "Someone... Someone help me!" She cried. Her voice was lost in the large expanse of dried barks and wilted branches. The snowy field of thorns and the cold winds of winter seemed to swallow her entire being, almost like it choked her. Her breathing became uneven as she panted due to exhaustion, yet she couldn't stop running. Doing so would mean her end. As she dashed through the cold and snowy path, she could hear it getting closer. "Grrrrrrrrrrrr"   The sound sent shivers down her spine. She willed herself with every fiber of her being not to look behind her for the fear of what she might see. She could feel it's gaze on her, she could hear the sound of it's growl. Roxanne could sense her pursuer's nearing proximity as she fled for her life. Many questions raced through her mind, but she didn't have the luxury to answer any of them. The only thing at the forefront of her mind was survival. Fortunately for her, the falling snow had ceased, else she would have been in a much more awry state. She just had to keep her legs moving until she reached the road intersection where she would get help. Yes, help would come! She heard creaking sounds above her, from the branches of the trees behind and beside her.  The monster was pouncing on them, keeping pace with her desperate sprint. She looked around her, but the creature moved too fast for her eyes to clearly capture its movements. It was as though the beast was toying with her, playing a game it knew it would win. ~ Coming to her grandma's in the woods for Christmas after an heated arg

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Meeting his father

“Roxanne… Can we talk?” Asher began by asking.

As he spoke, Roxanne's heart skipped a bit, making her yelp slightly. Their distance was not too far apart, so Roxanne could sense him vividly, and at the moment, he was irresistible.

“W-Wha…?" Roxanne let out since she couldn’t retain what he said.

“I said, can we talk…?” Asher repeated, an action he wouldn’t normally do, but given the circumstances, he had very little choice.

Roxanne was right in front of him, and this made him feel flooded with emotions that were foreign to him before he had met her. He just wanted to draw closer to her, touch her and take her with him in an instant.

“No, stop that Asher!” He cautioned himself.

Thinking that way was no good. Clearly, Roxanne would have none of that, and the last thing he wanted was to give her another reason to despise him.

“He… wants to talk?” Roxanne questioned herself.