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[Story] Forbidden Human Mate – Episode 11

“You like it?” Luka asked, noticing that I kept running my finger pads over the the half moon that had now formed it’s way to replace the bite marks

“Uh, I-am I supposed to?” I said jerking my hand away and pulled my sweater up over it. After I did that the truck came to a screeching haul on the side of the road.

“Don’t do that Charlotte!” He growled.

“What?” I quietly asked a little startled by his sudden outburst.

“Don’t” He sighed getting out of my face and sat back in his seat. He closed his eyes for awhile before looking at me. “Charol-”

“Call me Charlie.” I interrupted hesitantly.

“Charlotte, the reason why I’m so tense about all of this is because you’re my mate.”

“I know that.”

“No, it’s much more than that.” I was anticipating him to carry on, but all he did was slam himself back and groaned.

“Luka.” I laid my hand on his shoulder. As soon as I did he physically relaxed.

“Charlie, a mate is someone who the moon goddess gives to someone. They’re like, no, they are your other half. When you find them nothing else matters, you would do anything and be anything for them. Most importantly.” He stopped and looked at me. “If we lose our mates, it literally kills us.

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“Luka, if you think I’m going to leave you….I don’t really know you past the point to these few times we’ve spoke…I’m not going to leave you Luka. I don’t know what this is, I feel the need to be with you all the time, and I don’t understand Luka.

“Charlie it’s the”

“Mate bond.” I said cutting him off.

“You knew about all this?”

“No I just thought that sounded correct.”

“Well it was.” He smiled leaning in and touching my forehead with his. I placed my hand on his shoulder and put some distance between us.

“Luka.” I whispered before I was stopped short by him placing his lips on mine. This time more gently.

“Charlie, you know I love you right? And that I will never let anyone hurt you or touch you in anyway to make you hurt?” He asked me brushing my hair behind my ear. I was frightened a bit at his words.

“Yes, but I-” Then my door was opened and I was yanked out of the truck. There was screaming and struggling, and then I was held with my arms twisted behind my back as well and Luka in front of me by two men.

“Let her go!” Luka yell-growled.

“I’m so sorry Luka, please just stop struggling.” The guy who was holding Luka pleaded.

“Trav, you don’t want to do this! She’s my mate!” Luka growled.

“Oh, well then this makes it better.” The man who was holding me smiled down at me. The next thing I knew I was thrown in the back of a car. The last thing I saw as Luka struggling to get to me.

Then I blacked out.

“You can’t hurt her too bad! Luka’s already marked her!” One guy yelled.

“Take that up with Alpha Pierce.” Another guy replied laughing.

My head was pounding so bad. my eyes fluttered open, and I was chained to a bed. As if by instinct when I was fully awake I started struggling against the restraints. I struggled till my arms and legs went limp and I stopped struggling

“You done now?” A voice said making me jump.

“Luka!” I screamed.

“It’s not going to work.”

“Luka!” I screamed again.

“Shut up!”


“I said, shut up!” The guy said coming forward and shoving a piece of cloth in my mouth.

What did I do to deserve this? How could my father move us here for some reason that Duke knows that I don’t? Plus I haven’t even been here that long and I’m already almost getting myself killed. Finally, where was Luka? He said he wouldn’t let anything or anyone hurt me. Where was he?

“So….beautiful young lady, you might want to know where Luka is right?”

“Please, don’t-don’t hurt me.” I cried. I realized that I shouldn’t be scared. My father always told me that either I would be saved or I would die, but I shall never die scared.

“This is going to be fun.”

“Yeah, go ahead. Do anything you want because when Luka gets here it will depend on what you’ve done to me that determines what he’s going to do to you.” I said through clenched teeth.

“Well guess what buttercup, he’s not coming. So get real comfortable.”

“Don’t call me that.”

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To be continued…

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