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She awoke with a start, very disoriented about her surroundings. Exhaustion still had a firm grasp on her mind, tempting to lull her back into unconsciousness. She was so willing to give in, but the silence of the forest outside her den unnerved her.

Her eyes focused on the ground dirt in front of her and the past few days events came rushing back to her. She found a cabin, got drugged up on a smell, saw someone like her. She was being hunted. Swallowing heavily she raised her head up minutely, shaking off the last vestiges of sleep from her body so she could concentrate on what might be going on outside.

If there was one thing she had learned from living her entire life outside, it was that the woods were never completely quiet. There was always a bird chirping, or a squirrel running through the trees, maybe even some rabbits scratching away for food. There was always something.

What scared the daylights out of her, was that she could hear absolutely nothing. Not even a scuttle of something running away. Hers eyes flitted to the small opening of her den. Only a small trickle of light was creeping in.

Had she slept through the night?

Her heart was beating fast, it felt like it was going to jump out of her body. Try as she might, she couldn't calm herself down. She knew the kind of damage, she herself could do to something. That male was easily two and a half times her size, imagining the kind of damage he could cause was terrifying.

Had he tracked her here? Had he found her?

The silence was deafening to her. Even her inner self was on edge. Growling in the depths of her mind. It took everything she had to keep the same growls from resonating through her own chest.

How long could she stay like this? Hiding, waiting for something to happen. It was almost ironic how quickly the predator had become the prey. Her eyes narrowed, indignant anger filled her at being the once that was hunted.

A lazy breeze managed to find its way into her burrow, carrying with it that delicious spicy scent. She knew that it meant that she was in trouble, but she couldn't help but take a long draw of it. Her stomach tightened in anticipation.

"Come out. Come out. Wherever you are."

The deep timbre of his voice rang out. His taunt, lingering in the air, was followed by a mocking chuckle.

She shrunk back as far as she could go.

She could hear him walking around now. The ground crunching beneath his heavy boots. He was close, very close.

Her eyes focused on the entrance of her den. He was right over her hiding place. His shadow blocking the sunlight.

She curled herself in a ball. Tucking her head between her arms. She couldn't stop the soft whimper that escaped. She knew her cover was blown when she heard him crouch down and toss away the few things that had been covering the entrance of her den.

She turned her face towards him, baring her long fangs and growling menacingly. She couldn't quite make out his face and she seriously doubted that he could see much of her down in the darkness.

Their standoff didn't last long.

For someone so large, she wasn't anticipating how quick he was. One moment he was perched at the entrance the next moment, he had his huge hands wrapped around each of her arms and was dragging her roughly out of her hiding spot.

She pushed herself forward a bit, giving her enough leeway to sink her fangs deep into his arm. It made pulling her out of her den easier for him, but the satisfaction that she was causing him pain was worth it.

He grunted when she latched her teeth into him, but otherwise made no indication that he was in pain as he finished dragging her out. She viciously shook her head side to side trying to rip a chunk out of him, her claws shredding anything she could reach.

A shocked gasp from her, resulted in him getting his arm back, as he knocked her legs from under her. Her rough landing on her back, sucked all of the air out of her lungs. She arched a bit from the pain of hitting the ground, but was quickly shoved back down as he climbed over top of her straddling her waist, preventing her from jumping back up.

She let her hand fly and her claws left a satisfying trail of blood and torn skin across his chest. Though it was healing almost as soon as she done it.

He snarled at her, wrapping one hand around both of her wrists, yanking them up high above her head. Her shoulders ached with the strain.

His spicy masculine scent completely surrounded her, squeezing her eyes shut she tried to resist the sudden urge she had to bare her neck to him.

"What's wrong kitten?"

She could hear the smirk in his voice. A fresh wave of anger flowed through her and she bucked her hips, trying to dislodge him. It barely moved his massive frame an inch.

He forced himself down tighter against her. Practically crushing her between the ground and his hard body. Her eyes met his for the first time. Electric green against his artic blue.

In that moment, it was as if the entire universe shifted. It suddenly felt like she had known him her entire life, like a piece had just clicked into place. She somehow knew… that he wouldn't hurt her.

Shaking her head, her confusion only fueled her anger. It didn't make sense to feel like this for someone who was trying to kill her. She should be fighting him!

He trailed his nose along her jaw, scenting her, the sensation absolutely indescribable. His lips paused by her ear before growling out menacingly.

"Don't play coy with me kitten, you know you are MINE."

The declaration sent a shiver down her spine. Her inner self was pacing, snarling at her to make her proof that he was worthy.

None of this made any sense to her. Her inner self's ramblings nor the things she was feeling. It was all so overwhelming, she could feel her rational mind slipping away allowing her inner animal to take control. Her eyes darkened to an almost pitch black color.

She growled at the male. Raising her head she snapped her fangs at him desperate to get a hold of anything that would draw blood.

He wrapped his free hand around her throat, forcing her head back to the ground. He bared his own lethal fangs mere centimeters from her face and growled deeply. Her animal knew he was displaying his dominance over her, trying to get her to submit.

She bucked her hips in response, trying one last time to get him off. He roughly grounded his hips down in response, forcing a soft mewl from her.

She was exhausted, that fact mixed with his heady scent caused her body to relax. It knew she had lost this battle. She tilted her head to the side slowly, growling softly as she did so. His head dipped down and immediately he latched his fangs on the soft skin of her throat. Not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to show her that he could very easily kill her.

They stayed like that for several minutes. She didn't want to give in. But… It all felt so natural. Surrounded by his scent, warmth and strength. It was oddly comforting. Would it be so bad… whatever "this" was between them? Maybe it would even mean she wouldn't be alone anymore, it didn't even feel right to think of herself alone after all of this.

He seemed to sense the change in her and slowly removed his fangs, licking her throat a few times in an almost comforting gesture before moving his head back to look at her. Her eyes were half closed as she stared at him.

"You're like me."

Her first words to him were quiet. A simple observation that without realizing it, revealed much about her past.

A soothing rumble in his chest was his response. Leaning down, he rubbed his cheek over hers. Saturating her in his scent, a clear sign to everyone that she was his.

She wasn't sure how she knew these things. But she did.

What was disturbing her was that she wasn't bothered by his actions.