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*Excerpt* "I Allison Dawson..." she began. "No, no please don't!" he begged. "...of pack Dawson, reject you" "I beg of you! Don't do this! I-I won't survive this!" Daxon yelled as he collapsed onto the ground with his knees and extended his hands upwards to beg her. "...Daxon Stanton of Pack Stanton, as my mate and sever this bond between us." "No! Ughh! The pain!" Daxon yelled as he fell to the floor and began to shake uncontrollably. Allison looked at her hands then at her body...why doesn't she feel the pain? She was snapped out of her thoughts as she heard the build-up of maniacal laughter. Daxon stood up and knocked his head back as he let out incessant howls of humour. He doubled over and clutched his stomach as his ceaseless laughs continued. After gathering himself he stood erect to his full height and looked down at Allison with a snicker. "Were you really naive enough to believe that something as permanent as a mate bond could be broken with a few lousy words stringed together?" Her heart plummeted to her stomach and she stopped breathing. "Now get in before I tie you up and have you dragged behind the truck." /bɪˈɡʌɪl/ verb 1. charm or enchant (someone), often in a deceptive way. *** He was the Predator and She was the Prey. He was the Seductor and She was the Seduced He was the Deceiver and she was the Deceived He was the Beast and She was the Mate ***
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