The Rebel

"Lower your eyes mate"
He said with a hint of warning in his tone.
She didn't flinch under his cold fingers coiled around her neck, instead with a smirk on her bruised lips,she looks back at him.
Daring to defy him.
"Submit!"
He growled at her this time, frustrated with her ability to infuriate him to the extent of forcing him to hurt her.
"Many have tried mate"
The word mate leaving her lips sounded more of a mockery, making his grip on her neck to tighten slightly.
"I am not others Vera. I am your mate. Your superior. Submit this instant!"
She again smiled, managing to roll her eyes at him.
"You can try . But remember,you will never succeed in it."
He could end her with just a little more pressure on her neck, having the fate as many others who have dared to defy him,but something in those eyes was stopping him.
He wanted to extinguish that fire in them, to see them rolling over as he thrusted inside her, to see them begining him to continue as he denied her.
He wanted her to submit.Badly.
Completely to him in all respects. Body and soul both.
To let him be her protector,her punisher, her dominant,her lover her mate.
Her everything.
But little did he knew that his mate was not an ordinary Luna who happily submits to her mate's whims and needs.
She was who they all popularly call as 
"The rebel"
The mysterious protector of good and savior of women.
The man who gives justice to the inequality created by men.
If only they knew he was a women instead.
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"The day I submit to a man will be the last day of my life mate. Vera Red was born as a rebel, will live as a rebel and will also die as a Rebel.
With or without a cause"
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