~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Winner is...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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MY POV
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The kiss was intense. Right now I was sitting on his lap, pulling him closer. But the feeling of passion and intensity disappeared.
It was replaced by this gut feeling that made me groan against his lips and pull away.
Ever get the feeling that something is going to happen? Ever get the feeling that something terrible is happening? Ever get the feeling that you have to push aside everything for this one feeling?
Well, that's how I felt right now. Something was happening. I had to push aside everything for this feeling. And it was terrible.
I pushed my way out of Luke's grasp, got up off him and ran outside into the forest.
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I kept running. I wasn't sure which way I was going or why I was going there. But I was and I wasn't going to stop. I soon came to a clearingand I say a guy lying on top of a girl.
Ew. They were mating.
As I looked closer I recognized the girl.
It was...
LEA!
I ran to her before the guy could get any farther with her. I pulled him off, quickly.
"Lea, are you okay?!" I asked, frantically grabbing her clothes and tossing them to her.
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RYAN'S POV
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I couldn't bite Amby. Not because I didn't want to die, but because I didn't want to hurt her in any way possibly.
"What are you chicken?" The Blake guy mocked. I glared at him and growled, lowly.
"I just don't want to hurt her." I said as I felt Amby tug on my arm, trying to hold me back from ripping Blake to shreds.
She still cared about him. I could tell. I'm sure most people could. It wasn't so hard to read her face.
It made me feel jealous that she would care about another man, yes. And it didn't help that he was her former mate but I wouldn't hurt him. For her sake, of course.
Against my better judgment, I agreed to take the test. I would prove that I'm her true mate and this Blake guy wasn't.
Truly, if I wasn't it wouldn't make a difference. Even in death, I would always love her. If I wasn't her mate, she would still always be mine.
I watched silently as Blake bit her neck and drank her blood. She didn't seemed too fazed about it but I could see a bit of despair in her eyes.
It took a lot of self-control to hold me back from ripping Blake away but I knew I would have to keep control. If we were gonna find out who her mate was, we'd have to do this.
When he pulled away with a smug expression on his face, I was positive I had failed. But Ember insisted that I would at least take the test anyways. So I did.
Her blood was very tasty. Probably the best I've ever tasted but I didn't enjoy one second of it. What surprised me was when Amby placed her hand on my head, tilted her head back and pulled me closer.
I knew I had to stop. I couldn't let her die. So, - against my will - I did. I pulled away but I felt no better after having a taste of her sweet blood.
I had still lost and when Blake looked at me, waiting for me to drop dead. It surprised me when he fell to the ground with his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
It wasn't me who had died from Amby's blood.
It was Blake.
I was Amby's true mate.
And boy, was I happy.
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