I Am not His to Claim
READING AGE 16+
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
As my consciousness slowly regaining back into my weary mind, I found myself enveloped in warmth and softness bed. Blinking my eyes open, I was met with the sight of a large, elegant bedroom bathed in the golden glow of morning sunlight streaming through the windows. The room was richly adorned with plush furnishings and opulent décor, a star……
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