"Why would I care who you are. You will be dead shortly anyway." I seethed at him, but he just smirked back at me.
"Oh, kitten I can't let you do that you would miss me too much," He taunted me.
"Ha yeah not in this lifetime buddy."
"I Marcus Vanguard am your mate." He announced turning to stand facing me.
"Mate?" I whispered out finally taking in the man fully.
"I can't be." I lost the will to hold up my posture as I addressed him.
"You are."
"I don't want to be." I argued glaring at him. His lips twitched in amusement.
"Too bad. You are mine and soon you will be begging for me." He approached me and I retreated until I felt my back meet the building. He smiled he had planned this he was playing a game of chess and I was losing.
"Kitten," He exhaled as he lowered his face toward mine.
I live in a little to nothing town in middle Tennessee. I have always been an adventurous day dreamer. I was never more at peace than when I was wondering around a forest letting my imagination take over. I spent most of my childhood playing with my older brother in the forest behind our house. Thus, was born my addiction to storytelling. Now I have a small family of my own where I want to be able to allow my children to grow up with the same passion in whatever catches their hearts.