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BRIGHT

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“MINE”

And in a flash I was back to my senses. Did this guy just have the audacity to call me his.... like property!?! .....HA.....He's in for it big time..... No one speaks to me like that. who the hell does he think he is?!?

Find out what happens when Sasha Bright a young successful business woman that fought her way to the top through burring her past and forcing on her and her sister’s future meets Alpha King Damon the ruler of werewolves and leader of one of the strongest packs in the world who turns out  to be her mate?!???

        What will happen when Bright and Damon discover that the cause of  her suffering in the past is some how connected to werewolves and vice versa?!!!???…….     

 

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Chapter one
“Weak, that’s what that was, weak” Straightening my posturs, I folded my bruised blood stained fingers into a tight fist and lounched another punch aiming for my older sister, Evelyn’s, nose. But she effortlessly side steps my attack grabbing hold of my hand and flipping me on to the ground as she uses her long firm legs to pin me down causing another sharp pain to course through my already broken rib. Defeat. That’s what I felt with every fiber in my body telling me to tap out . But with the anger and disgust radiating off dad as he watches on the sidelines, I know better than to tap out for his rath is ten times worse the bitting am going through. With that in mind , I do my best to struggle out of Evelyn’s hold which only makes things worse because with every unsuccessful attempt her hold tightens to the point of my arm all most breaking. Unushered tears uncontrollably rolled out of my eyes as the pain escalates to unbearable causing me to do something I bound to regrate in the nearby future….. I tap out. Shaking the distant memory to the back of my mind , I refocused my vision on the green blar of the by passing trees. It’s been long since I last saw such a large number of trees and truth be told I hate every second of it. Though it’s nothing close to where I was raised, I can’t help the fact that it awakens all these hiden demons of my childhood that were inflicted onto my sisters and I….. that day I received a heavy beating for losing that fight and the saddest part is that I was only seven…. Well I can guess what y’all are thinking…‘ what kind of a parent beats up a seven year old for losing a fight?’ … let me give you a little background information , My father was no ordinary man,… he was a man with an obsession for combat and archery.. why you ask? ….. I have not the slightest clue. But because of his sickening obsession , Evelyn , Becky and I faced it rough. Sighning at the path of my trail of thoughts,I resight the one thing that has kept Becky and I going all these years….. Belinda.S.Valentain is dead. I am Sasha Bright. Oh, where are my manners ….My name is Sasha Bright and I’m the proud owner of Bright Enterprises a very successful company that consists of various branches in the arts and fashion sector which foundation was founded from my very first project magazine ,Bright Magazines, that I started from scratch at the age of 17 and is currently the number one trending and best selling fashion magazine world wide with a market value of 241 billion US dollars. Not to brag or anything but yess that is all me. Anyway as I was saying I’m turning 24 today hence one of the reasons am hundreds of miles away from the comfort of the city and currently in a foreign town visiting my close friend Emma who recently got married and is expecting their first born. their first born. It’s been years since Emma and I last physical saw or spoke to each other and I unfortunately plead guilty to that because am always busy with work and never have time to come visit or have her visit…so with plenty of guilty tripping , Emma finally convinced me to spend my birthday week with her. “Miss Bright , Miss Bright we have arrived.” My driver says as he opens the car door for me. “Thank you Peter have my things sent up to my room.” Letting out a sign of relief to the thought of finally relaxing after the hectic two hour drive from the airport, I pick up my handbag that holds my work laptop ,gracefully place it over my arm and take my driver’s awaiting gloved hand to help me step out of the car. As I approach the double door glass entrance , am welcomed and handed a key card to my hotel suite by a lady probably early thirties smartly dressed in a Maroon uniform with the hotel logo of a emerald Fierce looking wolf howling Skywards ..…. The lady who’s name I have come to know as Nancy has her blonde hair firmly pulled back into a low ban giving her face more defined look that screams hospitality. As Nancy shows me to the elevator, I pull out my phone and speed dial Becky to inform her of my arrival and to make sure she hasn’t been involved in any trouble ….yet. Don’t get me wrong am fully aware that Becky can take care of herself and I completely trust that under what ever circumstances, she can be able to make the right decisions this making her one two bit mature for a 17year old. But most times when we’re away from each other, she trends to pretty much be a pain in the ass to her security team or “babysitters” as she prefers to call them cause apparently they are a bunch of snitches that record and report her every move to their master..( am their master if your wondering) and though it is true to an extent, this is all in her best interest.. Becky peaks up on the second ring right as the elevator doors open and I step in. “ Hello. Bright? Is everything okay? Did you arrive safe?” “ Hey Bec . Yes and yes …I just called to… ammm….check in … everything okay ?” I respond as I tap my floor number. “ummmhmmm …… ‘check in’ you say…” Becky replies in a tone that clearly doesn’t believe my “checking in” “¿Y ahora qué ? …….estas serpientes ya te han dicho ques quiero ir a dar una Vuelta solo ……quier decir que the lo iba a decir ……..eventualmente.” ( so what now?….. have these snakes already told you I want to go for a drive by myself . I mean I was going to tell you……eventually.) “ Becky … look I know where your coming from…… but please its for your own safety and it will leave me at ease that your protected ….so please bear with them…for me?” After a few seconds of silence ,Becky let’s out a sign of defeat and responds “Alright , alright I will try to behave… for you…..just take care and don’t worry about me am fine okay…Oh and happy birthday.” “Thank you, I’ll speak to you later.” “ sure thing, love ya.” Are Becky’s final words right before I cut the call. And it’s at this moment that I suddenly feel like someone is watching me, this forcing me to lift my attention from my phone for the first time since I stepped into this elevator and what I behold causes my mouth to go completely dry…… hello dear readers thank you for choosing my book please do like comment and follow for more updates thank you ??

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