*Lilly's pov*

I was hit in the side of the head with silver. I fell to the ground and felt the blood dripping out.

The person pulled me and my instincts came to life. I pulled up, turned around, punched the woman in face, turned around and ran.

I stopped a couple feet away and ran back toward her. I jumped and kicked my feet at her. She tumbled back as I fell.

She got up and threw a punch at me. I caught it and started to crush her hand. I wouldn't have stopped except I had that feeling.

I turned around to see and man walking towards me. I saw a glimpse of a shine in his hand.

I didn't take any chances and ran towards the 24 hour once a week flee market.

What? I know my things. As I ran I heard heavy footsteps running after me.

I looked back to see the man gaining on me. My inner wolf was yelling at me to stop and go back to the man.

'That is mate! Go to mate! Mate! Mate! Mate! Mate!' Raven chanted.

'Stop your nonsense! Didn't you see his weapon? You need to stop fighting me and run!' I yelled at her.

She stopped talking to me and I felt myself go faster. That faster wasn't good enough.

The man pounced on me and turned me around. He had me pinned to the ground.

I looked at his features if I was going to be like this. He has soft brown hair, and matching eyes.

His skin is pale and a strong build. His arm was strong against my neck. He had me pinned. That set my wolf off.

'He is so strong! He can protect us! He is so hot! He can bear our pups!' She rambled on.

'Shut up will you!' I yelled at her.

He growled and let his arm up a bit. "Mine." He growled out. His voice was so intoxicating!

That wasn't going to stop me though. I growled back and pushed him off of me. My wolf whimpered.

I jumped up and ran again. I looked back to see him getting up, running after me.

My wolf was really slowing me down. I pushed myself and made it to the market. I was breathing heavily.

Since it was late at night, there were only a few stragglers left. Just my luck, no where to hide.

I looked back to see no one. I circled my surroundings and found nothing. That doesn't mean he doesn't know how to hide.

I slowly walked across the pavement and checked every corner before bypassing it.

Most of the people there were either looking at me weird, or sleeping. I was just being careful.

I felt arms snake around me and pull me into a strong embrace, but not a hug. Definitely not a hug.

I tried to pull away, but no luck is in my side. I pulled my head back and hit him in the nose. His grip only tightened.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know this would be so hard. I didn't know I would be chasing my mate." He sighed.

I felt something stab into me, not a weapon though. More slim. I looked down to see a syringe in my arm.

I was now falling asleep. But not before I see the running figure coming towards us.

I was gently put down on the ground before passing out. Last seeing the image of my brother being hit in the head.

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I woke up to a massive headache. It was really pounding, just to wake me up.

I looked over to see I was in a bed. A comfortable one too. I looked to my side to see another bed, but with nothing in it.

I looked at my other side and saw a man sleeping in a chair. That man was my mate.

He looked so cute when he slept. I shook my smile off and pulled my hands only to be met with restraints.

An alarm then went of in the room. I sighed. My mate jumped up in surprise, earning a chuckle from me.

He glared at me, then softened up. He smiled. I glared at him. "Um... Not happy here." I said.

He sighed, then mumbled. I heard him say something about an angel and a voice.

He looked down, guilty. "I'm sorry. It was my orders. You have to forgive me." He said in a gruff voice.

"But I'm your mate! You put work before me? I thought mates were suppose to love each other with everything and put nothing before them! Was I mistaken?" I asked.

"Well... This is the world now. Where everyone is at each others throats. Where people use love as weapons. Where people take love ones away. Forever." He explained.

I swallowed. I looked the other way to avoid his pained expression. This guy already had me turning heads.

"What is your name?" He demanded. "Shouldn't you already know?" I countered.

"But I want to hear it from you." He simply said. "Lilly. Lillian Satine Verken. But I guess you already know that." I suspected.

He sighed. "My name is Deon. Deon Balfour Hareck." He said. I sighed. This was how I was going to know my mate.

Chained to a bed. Wasn't that nice. "Are you hungry?" He asked. I shook my head. I was hungry, but I wasn't going to tell him that.

He sighed, yet again. As did I. "Are you thirsty?" He asked. I shook my head. Same deal. Not going to tell him.

"Um... Would you ever forgive me for this?" He asked. I shrugged. "Depends on what they do to me this time around."

He tilted his head. "You must be new." I said. He nodded his head. "I was captured when I was young. I escaped. I live horribly in either life." I said.

He looked down. "And I brought you to hell yet again." He said. "But you wouldn't understand." I replied. "I know."

I sighed once more. "Why did you do it? Why did you get this job? Why did you take your mate? Why did you do this?" I asked, wanting answers.

He put his head in his hands, rubbing his eyes. "They said to do it or they will kill more of my loved ones. My loved ones. You don't know how hard it is to lose them." He said.

"You have no idea. No idea what I have been through, to save myself, to save my family, which, I didn't have. I grew up without a family, the one I didn't know I had! The one that was supposed to raise me! I grew up in the place serving these d-bags just to get hurt once more! And I had no one to help me through that!" I yelled.

I was now breathing heavily, due to my sudden outburst. I turned my head away from him.

"I-i didn't know..." He said sincerely. "Well you don't know a lot of things do you?" I looked back to see pitch Black eyes staring at me.

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