Fighting Darius

I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we’re both helpless against it. Our eyes constantly met across the room. He would always be the first to pull away.

He’s so powerful though, so charismatic. He’s a lycan, I’m just a regular werewolf. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him want me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I would get a chance.

Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart for him, he kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far… and I’m tired of fighting for us. There is no use, I am a fool. I am done fighting him. I’ve made up my mind. I am going to forget him. I’m going to go out there and lose over and over again if I have to. What am I holding onto? It’s not likely my mate will hold on for me. Darius certainly didn’t. So why can’t he just leave me alone? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me?

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The moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she was my erasthai. The one. The exotic-looking dark-haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me, haunting me. Only I am not looking for the one. I am a warrior, with no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak, a weakness for your enemies.

Then it happened, she finally gave up. For some reason, it made me mad. Not only did she give up, but she was also going to give herself away to some stranger! That’s not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I’ll make sure she waits to replace her mate. She’s so stubborn though, driving me crazy, so why can’t I leave her alone?