IVAN'S POV
As I am laying on the floor, I'm not sure how I got here or what the fuck is going on. I'm not sure what room I'm in. It doesn't look familiar at all. My head is pounding I go to touch my neck, fuck as I touch it I feel pain. Then a smell begins to overpower my nostrils and almost makes me weak in my knees. I go to look up, and that's when I see the most beautiful she-wolf that I have ever seen in my entire life.
She looks so beautiful with her green eyes and her long brown hair as she is looking at me. I see instant fear, not sure why she is so afraid of me. I look down at her body, loving her naked body. As I let a growl out, making sure it's known that she is mine. Not liking that her body is exposed, I want to cover her, but I can see that she fears me and I want to avoid frightening her more than what she already is.
She is so beautiful, but why is she so fucking against me, I have never met another she-wolf that wasn't head over heals for me. God, I will not kiss her ass to make her choose to be with me. I won't force her. What is the fucking point? I'm not fucking sure why she thinks that she is forced to be with her mate. She fucking marked me for what if she didn't want to be with me in the first place.
How doesn't she know that the connection between mates is incomplete until both are marked? Is she an idiot? I don't know what is going to happen if she wants to leave. I can't keep her here if she doesn't want to be here. I wonder how can she hate me so much when we just met? The way she looks at me is like I'm the person who hunts her dreams.
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