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"The red line shook as Derek's name engraved itself onto my skin in cruelly beautiful cursive, matching the one on his wrist that spelled out Braeden. After the timer, after that swirling red line, having a name on your wrist was the last step. It meant that you were in the possession of great love. It's the type of love you looked at your parents and wanted to see. It was the type of love you saw in the fairytales and then in movies. It was the type of love that made everything else seem pale in comparison. It was just one of those things you had to fight for to get. And to keep. And I had that. My head started to hurt. Without thinking, I reached to trace the letters. Once our skin made contact, his breath went backwards and my heart lurched forward. The silence between us was electric before he broke it.
"Well shit," he whispered "this soulmate stuff is no joke."An historical soulmate college AU. Late 1960s Draeden. Vietnam War era Draeden. Still a werewolf Derek.
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02 Nov 2015