I Am not His to Claim
I was just walking home in the middle of the full moon, surrounded by trees when a man, I do not know of, appears in front of me, and called me by someones’ name.“Marissa…” but I am not Marissa. I am Elena Denvers. Who is he? Why did he mistaken me as his Marissa?But that wasn’t what surprise me. What surprise me is when he claimed me, as his mate.“Who are you?” I asks.“I’m your fated mate.”
Unfold
The morning waned, and the stars began their nightly dance among the clouds. I stayed in the bedroom, resisting the urge to leave until hunger clawed at my stomach, demanding for me to eat anything, any food that can fulfill my hunger.
I sigh and has no other choice but to left the bed and fulfill the hunger that I am having……
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