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    Felicity grabbed her coat. She had enough of her mother and fathers bickering. They always did it. Felicity didn't see why they haven't punched each other already. She guessed they still had a little spark in them. Her parents had always told her about this spark. Apparently whenever you find your mate a spark happens. Felecity scoffed at this idea. Yeah, right like her mate would ever come. Even if he did, he would go through living hell. That she would make sure of. People always wonder why exactly she hated the spark. Since, all werewolves dream of the day they meet their mate. Well, that reason would never come out of Felecitys mouth.
    As Felicity walked out the house she could still hear her parents. They never noticed how loud they were. As she kept walking her parents voices where no more. Felicity could see the cloud come put her mouth as she puffed. Felicity kept walking even though it was super dark and the pack is supposed to be in the house. At about this time is when werewolf hunters come lurking. Though at this moment she could care less.
    Suddenly Felicity accidentally bumped into something. It was squishy and hard. She took a few steps back in shock. Then she realized it was the alpha(which is your Charrie). Oh no. Surely she would get in trouble. All the sudden Felicity felt a pull, a very strong pull. It was so unbearable. Felicity then noticed it was towards the alpha. No, it can't be him. He was too cocky, rude, he liked sluts. Felicity then turned to walk, more like run, away.
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    Notes - Hi, if you made it this far thank you. This is basically about Felicity and your Charrie. They meet and he instantly falls in love with her. Felicty knows about his reputation though. She doesn't trust him, and plays hard to get. She wants to see if he is actually loyal. Your Charrie has to prove himself. Please make your Charrie protective of her and gets jealous easily. I except 6+ sentences and if you have low muse then 3+ sentences no less.

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    [align=left]why me?


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    Normally I don't appreciate being bumped into. I'm the alpha, no one should dare treat me like that, accident or not. I don't touch you if you don't touch me, a supposedly simple enough rule to follow. Then why did someone bump into me? I shouldn't have to walk where I walk, I'm just suppose to lead and protect. "Could you watch your d..." I start with a hint of a growl in my voice as I look towards the offender. Instantly my words fail me as a sharp tugging sensation starts almost pulling me towards her.




    "Oh... Umm.. Sor..sorry I did..didn't see you there," I stammer out as my eyes meet hers for a spilt second. Normally I'm not this forgiving, much less forgive, so this action is completely against my immediate nature. As the feeling gets stronger I find myself leaning closer towards the brunette while any anger I had towards her carelessness, or my carelessness fades away.




    Why exactly what I acting like this? The answer is simple, the spark! An event that every werewolf large and small, old and young dream of. They say it felt like a moment of pure bliss and undying love. To be honest I didn't believe in it being possible. I've meet many girls, human and werewolf alike and even dated a good handful of them but nothing. Eventually I stopped believing in it all together as time went by. The other males I spent most of my time with had already found their match so my mind jumped to the conclusion that alphas didn't get them. Most alphas that came to power had already found their mate. Maybe it didn't happen so they would focus on their pack. Either way that was my thoughts on the subject and now that's it's happened I don't know what to do.




    Large chocolate orbs study the unfamiliar femme for a moment before they finally blink as she starts turning away. What was she doing? That's not suppose to happen is it? Was it another fluke? Feeling a nervous whine rose up in my throat I lunge forward aiming to grab her arm to stop her from leaving me. I just met the girl and frankly it wasn't a good start but I already feel attached. I imprinted myself already and wasn't going anywhere anytime soon but why hadn't she? Why was she trying to leave me? Did she not meet my gaze and therefore not sparked? I can't be the only one that imprinted, can I?



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    As I was about to sprint away I felt something hold me back. It was super strong and I knew it was the alpha. His touch sent tingles everywhere. Oh no, he noticed the spark. Why him? He was the worst possible match up. He was a well known player, and I heard rumors that he said he would only use his mate for pleasure. I didn't pay attention to rumors about him usually but now I am. He's just gonna use me for what he wants.
    Slowly I turned around to face him. I excepted for a very angry alpha. Instead I saw a confused one. I looked him up and down slightly. He was actually really cute. Wait what? My breathe was stuck in my throat. He was probably going to say I was ugly and he didn't want me. That very thought made me whimper. Wait what, why am I whimpering over that. I vowed I wouldn't do anything like that.
    That's when I noticed his grip was actually very painful. Oh yeah of course it was. He is the Alpha. They are known to be strong. I whined in pain. I knew there was going to be a bruise on my arm now. My parents surely would question me. Then somehow they would get in an argument.
    It was right there I realized I was just standing there like an idiot looking at him. "I...I-umm" I stuttered" Please don't hurt me" I begged after my failed attempts to talk. This was so embarrassing. I wanted to hide under a rock.
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    Her recoil was unexpected. She feels the spark, I just know it. Then why is she so eager to get away from me? Shouldn't she be wanting to be near me, not the opposite. It's only when she pleads for me to not hurt her and I see the look on her face is when my mood plummets. I scare her.




    Quickly letting go of her arm I take a small step back with a whimper. I scared her. She thinks I'm going to hurt her. I probably just hurt her. Oh god, what did I do? I had a corrupted spark! I'm going to die alone while she goes off to find someone else. Why couldn't I have become alpha after I found her? This isn't how it's suppose to happen.




    Turning now worried and sad orbs down to the ground I watch as my feet shuffle in the dirt. Now what? I dint want to just let her go. Yet, she can't be unhappy because then neither of us will be happy. A feeling of guilt washes over me. Had I been mean to her in the past without sparking? Does my reputation scare her for some reason? I'm not evil, am I? I've never killed or harmed without reason? I may be a bit touchy but I can't help that, it's part of me. I've always been this way and people seem to accept me without problems.




    "I'd never hurt you," I eventually murmur softly shuffling my toes in the dirt.



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    I sighed in relief as he let go of my aching arm. It hurt like hell but it looked worse. It was red and brusied. There would be no way to hide this. Absolutely no way. I was already going to get in trouble for running out of the house alone. Great, just great. I meet my mate who is the alpha, and I have a huge bruise on my arm. Now what? I get hit by a truck? Actually that would be better.
    I looked at the alpha and realized he looked sorry. He's sorry for me. It's probably a joke he is just trying to gain my trust then use me. Yeah, he just might. This is all just part of his sick plan. Sadly I have to be apart of it I have no choice. He was chosen for me. He's my perfect match. How could this be though. We are complete opposites. He doesn't even know me.
    Then I heard those words come out his mouth. That he would never hurt me. Does he really mean it. I look at him. He actually really is so cute. Wait no. He's a jerk. I can't think like this. "Aren't you going to say I'm ugly?" I questioned. Compared to all the other girls I'm probably a piece of trash. No I'm more then trash,pollution. I'm the type of trash that gets in the way. Everybody would be better on without me. Yet I'm still here.
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    I look up at her question. Is that how low she really thinks of me? Or does she have low self esteem and believe herself to be ugly. I know girls sometimes have those "needy" moments were they crave compliments but I don't really think one needs to do that after finding their mate. How messed up is our blossoming relationship? Did I manage to screw it up this bad by becoming alpha too soon or something?




    "Is that what you want me to say?" I ask with a curious blink. I mean if she wants me to do something I'll probably end up doing it. The need to keep them happy makes you do strange and possibly violent things for them. If she desired for me to throw myself under a bus I probably would just because. If she wished someone to be dead then I'd probably do it, no hesitations. That's how it should be, unconditional love no matter how horrible or sweet of a person you are, that's just the nature of the spark.




    "I don't think you are but if you want me to, your wish is my command," I add somewhat awkwardly. Truth be told the sentences coming out of my mouth are quite foreign. I never listen to anyone about anything I don't want to do. I don't take orders. Follow another rules. Zip. Nada. Zero. Yet I feel like I would, should for her if that's what it would take to keep her happy as cliché as it sounds.



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    I looked at him for a moment trying to process what he said. Why was he acting like this. He was the exact opposite of how people described him. "Well... It's just that... Everybody says you like s-sluts." I explained sheepishly. Then added "they also said that you would use your mate for.... Pleasure". I could feel myself sweating.
    Alphas got mad easily and hopefully what I said wouldn't make him assume I'm that gullible. Plus I really just don't want him to touch my arm again. It still feels like it is on fire and that it's sprained or something. He was being different from how people described him though. He is not supposed to follow people's orders, right? Maybe the rumors aren't true. Well.. At least some of them aren't. "Are they true... The rumors? Is that what your going to make me do?" I asked nervously. Hopefully he couldn't see how frightened I was.
    I don't wanna be one of his sluts. By sluts I mean his one night stands. They usually had long hair and were skinny,dressed skimpy, they partied all the time. I can assure you I am not one of them. I also don't want to be one. I still don't see why I got paired up with him. He doesn't love he bangs. I'm going to have to test him. By test I mean will he still go on with his player ways. Will he be protective over me?
    I could see why every girl liked him now. He was really cute. Wait no why do I keep thinking that. This was my second time seeing him. The first time was just a glimpse. He was too scary to get an actual good look at. Plus the first time I saw him he had this girl by his side.
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    Everybody says I like sluts...
    Going to use my mate for pleasure...
    Rumors that I'm going to make my mate do that...




    Well that kind of hurts. I mean yeah, I hung out with a lot of other girls before her. Banged a good portion of them even, but what does that have to do with my mate now? Is she worried that she'll be thought of as a slut just for being mine? Yes, maybe a few pleasure able moments would be great but I'm not going to force her into it. She wouldn't be happy then naturally I would be happy no matter how happy my non-sparked self would have been, it just doesn't work like that. That how's the couples stay together all of those years, they are constantly pleasing the other in any way possible.




    With a blink my chocolate orbs are studying the ground again unsure of what to say. Majority of what she had was true, I liked to pleasure myself and having a mate who would only make me happy... Well, I don't feel the need to explain any further. "I can't make you do anything," I simply and softly state a few moments later. What else an I suppose to say? Yes, I might like sluts. Yes, I might want to use my mate for pleasure. Yes, I might want to make her, but can I really? I suppose I could if that was all I wanted to be happy but if she isn't then it's not going to happen.




    "if you don't want too," I add another moment later. It's true though. Unfortunately it is and strangely enough I appear to be fine with it. Keeping my eyes down I continue to draw with my toe in the dirt just waiting for her to say or doing something.



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    I looked at him. He said he wouldnt make me do anything? Doesnt the alpha do what he wants. Maybe he is joking around. Yeah, he totally is. Why is he telling me all of these lies. "Are you lying just to gain my trust.. Just so you can break it?" I asked.I was smart enough to know all the bad boy tricks. He probably says this to everyone.
    What if he doesnt say this to everyone? What if I am the first one. I cant trust him, not right now at least. Not after all the stuff I have heard. Plus, he didnt deny that he was going to use me just for his pleasure. I know the spark causes lying to be a bit harder. What did he want from me? Wait I already knew.. Pleasure. "What do yoi want from me excatly?" I questioned trying to make him look at me instead of the ground.[hr]

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    "I'm pretty sure that's physically impossible unless lies make the other feel better," I comment softly, something I'd never do. I like to be loud. I like to be heard. I especially like to be known, so spelling softly like this is quite unusual but at the same time it feels completely natural, instinctive even. "I don't break my word either. I may be a complete jerk but I'm not a liar," I add feeling indignant while looking up at her with hurt coco orbs at her comment. It's true, I've never broken my word before, it's the one thing a person has that they have full control of. No one can make you promise or say anything, it's all up to you.




    "As for what I want it appears to be fairly obvious to you and I'm not going to contradict that but unfortunately you don't like it. So then what do I want? Next to absolutely nothing I don't want to be alone. Although I seemed to have screwed this spark up some how so I figure you're going to run off to spark with someone else sometime soon while I remain alone to which you wouldn't blink an eye," I say taking on a cool, harsh fully truthful tone. I honestly believed I had screwed this up since it was nothing like what I was told. I was going to be alone and no one would care according to what she's hinting at.




    And it's going to suck.




    Clearing my throat I straighten up a bit. It's fairly obvious I'm not going to get anywhere. My presence isn't making her happy either, I can feel it. I kind of wonder of she can feel the hurt I'm feeling but I doubt it. This girl doesn't seem too attached to me as I am to her. "I guess I'll be leaving then if that's all you have to say I think I'm going to go now," I say awkwardly feeling a bit queasy. I heard somewhere that mates don't like to be apart and I suppose this is one of my side-affects. I haven't even left yet either and I probably won't, not if I can help it. I continue to awkwardly stand in front of her waiting for her response thinking about what I'm going to do. I'll probably find myself trailing after her like a puppy once she does leave, just because.



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    I listned to what he had to say. It was nothing like I excepted. His answer though made me confused. He didn't want anything. Well he did want something, and that was to not be alone. I wouldn't dare leave him alone. He was my mate and I could never reject him. I just wanted to see how much he cared for me. Usually I wouldnt care but I guess since he is my mate, everything he says I care about. Even though I dont want to feel like this. It felt like all my emotions were more intense. Just a day ago he wouldn't even look at me though and now all the sudden we are having a conversation.
    He can't change his player ways that quickly. Watch tommrow I will see him hanging out with some blonde gorgeous chick. Ugh, just thinking about it gets my really jealous though. I hate being jealous. It feels like I am a physco.
    Then he said he was leaving. It made me feel bad and the pain on my arm all the sudden got so bad I could not bear it. This was beacuse mates didnt like other mates to leave. When ever they even mention leaving they get a bit sick. If your physically hurt then they could make the pain feel so bad you could pass out, all because they were leaving. Truthfully I didn't want him to live I actually liked his presence. Before I could stop myself I let out a little whimper and quickly said "wait... Please dont leave". I didnt really have to ask him to stay since he hadn't made a move to hint he was leaving. The words just came out of my mouth natrually. I could slightly feel the hurt hevwas feeling to but I kind of wanted to ignore it.[hr]