Have you ever wanted someone that doesn't love you back? He tried to calm himself. And I wanted to make love with him Loving him is passing on shattered glass painted red by love and smelling blood. " You know what? When somebody doesn't love you back, you don't love yourself back too. Let yourself love you, or keep loving me, and losing her." "Why can't he love me?" I asked myself while eating my own tears. I closed my eyes and saw his figure. "You will!" Loving him is passing on shattered glass painted red by love and smelling blood. I could feel his hot breath in my lips. I wanted to taste them. His body was on top of me, making me feel new emotions. My dress was lifted mid thigh and his hands were caging me in both sides. I felt red, powerless at what I was feeling. I could feel every inch of his body. It made me weak. But I needed to take control, I needed cuz he wasn't mine yet. "Say that you belong to me, little maid! - He said while brushing his lips on my neck. I wanted him. I loved him. But, there was a but.. "If I say it then is a lie." I whispered with a weak emotional voice. "Then we gotta make it true." - He said while captured my hands with one of his and with the other he tried to unbutton his pants..

It feels like love, but what if is not? He is the alpha, the forbidden love, she is the delta's daughter, the one who loves. They can't be together, will they?