((Play him)) I was a Hunter. Was is the key word. I was kidnapped by a Werewolf. I hunted them, they kidnapped me and the Alpha was mated to me. I laid on my side, in his bed as I sleep I heard him walk in but I don't move till he pulls my hair and I Yelp loudly. He smirks and kissed me as I kissed back. He had hella good kisses though. I smile and wipe it off as he throws me back down and I look up at him.
If I am really honest, I am often discouraged with how many people let jealousy, bitterness and the success of others stand between them and another person. It’s not uncommon to see people attack others and put others down. Unfortunately with social media shaming seems to come up quite often