"Why?"
"Because I can!" I yelled in anger.
"Don't lie, why are you driving down this road?" I banged my head on the steering wheel.
"Because I can! Like I said!" I yelled.
"Sit still it will be less painful." Then a the man threw a makeshift bomb into the car, I began to cough, I tried to grab the contraption but I never reached it before I blacked out.
. . .
I woke up in a chair, the smell of smoke was thick. I coughed a few times, I looked around and with great anger I saw Dillon tired up he was out cold. Serves him right, to bad he was alive though, he wasn't even half dead.
I looked around the room, it was large and looked like an office. In front of me was a large desk it looked like solid oak. There were many pictures frames on the desk all facing away from me. The wall's were a boring beige besides the few paintings. They were paintings of a couple, each one was a tad different.
All the men were drop dead gorges and each girl made me fell less and less confident with myself. How did they all look so perfect? The most recent looking painting had a girl with a bright smile and short blonde hair. Her arm were tightly wrapped around a tall guy with dark hair and green eyes, he held the girl tightly against his muscular chest. He was smiling at the girl, it every picture the guy was looking at the girl.
They all looked so in love it was disgusting. I have grown to hate love in the last two weeks, it all superficial mush. A few minutes latter the door slammed open and walked in the boy and girl, the boy had on a pair of jogger's and a black tank top, it fit him so tightly you could see each muscle in each one of his movements. The girl stumbled in with flannel pants with what appeared to be one of the mans sweatshirts. They both looked like they had been woken up recently, both there hair was a mess.
"Olly, I'm tired. Let's go back to bed." The girl said quietly, as she held onto the boys arm. He kissed the girls cheek, how freaking sweet.
"You know why, there still may be spy's," He said, she nodded her head. The man took a seat the girl sitting on his lap, she looked as she was about to fall asleep at any moment. Spy's that sounded odd.
"I'm Alpha Oliver, this is my mate Luna Blaine, you will address her as Luna and I as Alpha." He said. 'Luna' Rubbed her eyes, she was trying to wake herself up.
"Olly what time is it?" She groaned he kissed the girl on her cheek.
"One in the morning." She grumbled at his answer, he kissed the girl again making her blush and giggle. Dillon finely woke up before anything more mushy could go down. At first he looked ready to kill, I have seen his eyes like that, when they were locked around my throat. My throat ran dry, I could still vividly picture him strangling me. After a second or realization he stopped his entire posture changed from dominance to obedience.
"Alpha, Luna, have myself or pack done anything to offend you?" He asked in a quite voice, I was kind of shocked, I had never seen the prick like that before.
"You did, that's why we're up at this hour." The girl said in a angry but sleepy tone. A few seconds latter her head fell back and she was asleep. The Alpha dude quickly made sure she was comfortable before he explained.
"You," He said pointing at me. "Tried entering our lands threw a main entrance, while doing so future Alpha and his pack tried to enter threw a back way. That is very alarming. Do you young little boy know what pack this is?" He asked harshly, but how gently held the girl in his arms made him seem less threatening
"No, sir." Dillon said, I bite my tongue to stop from laughing, I needed this filmed.
"I'm the Alpha of Bloodstone pack, and as I assume your quite aware I'm a very powerful pack, and my pack is recovering from a war. Did you happen to know that my mate was hurt..." His eyes all of sudden flashed serious pain. "I don't trust her kind, now tell me why I should not throw you to the dungeons or better yet kill you two?"
"Don't speak of my mate that way!" Dillon yelled I rolled my eyes.
"Don't call me that! Your hypocrite your want to reject me almost killed me, so don't you dare me that!" I yelled. The Alpha dude looked between us, I tried to scoot my chair further away from Dillon, I ended up tipping my chair and falling on my side with a thud. I grounded and sat here like nothing happened. It woke the girl up, she looked worried, Alpha dude wrapped his arms around her pulling her close to his chest.
"Is she okay?" She asked under her breath, if I couldn't read lips I might have missed it.
"She knocked herself over," He said gently to the Luna girl. He gently rubbed his hand across her cheek, the girl leaned into his touch. She slowly got up the Alpha held onto her waist, she pushed his hands away. He stood up quickly following the girl.
"Get away from me," I yelled at her, as she bent down next to me. The dude growled at me, he gave me a gaze that said 'She is the only reason your not dead, make one wrong move and you will be," She slowly untied my restraints, taking a step back, the dude quickly pulled her into his chest.
I quickly got up and ran, and right though a window no less.

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Partially Rejected
WerewolfHello, this story is not good. It was written by a depressed young tween who didn't understand what an abusive relationship is. I'm only keeping it up because it's my only completed book. Take everything a grain of salt. (It's cringey) So good luck...
Chapter 17
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