Ava's POV The sun rose slowly over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the tent and enhancing the features of the wolfman I woke up with, whom I had no clue of. "Little wolf, what's your name?" His words pierced my heart as I tried desperately to free myself from his arms. "I asked you a question," he demanded, a playful grin forming on his face as he wrapped his arms tighter around my body. It felt as if a python was holding me captive with no intention of letting me go. "What's your name?" He repeated. "I don't want to tell you," I said, my voice barely audible. "Please, let me go." He did not release his hold, instead pulling me closer to him. "Come now, little wolf.” His voice was low and seductive. "I want to know everything about you, and your name is the first step. Do you really want to keep me in the dark, sweetheart?" I struggled futilely, clearly I was no match for his strength. "My name is Ava," I blurted out in all the frustration, aware that I had just g
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