If the truth is inconvenient people dont believe it.

The alpha is on the pounce. He has been there, done that before too. Yet no one believes. No one has proof. He is sleek. Leaves no clues. Moreover, he knows this game. Be charming enough so that you think it is just the way he is, nothing bad.

He will make you feel like you have a dirty mind, not him. He was just being nice and charming. What were you thinking? Women have to always watch out for such twisted minds. One wrong move from you and he has his claws out. Ready for you. He always was. He likes to play this game of hide n seek. Of you being the helpless and he being the ruthless. This game of hunting. It's a game of power.

He doesn't know that this time the tables have turned. You are no more docile, the girl next door. You have learnt your lesson. You have learnt it the hard way, never to forget. You are alert. You are strong. You are a woman.

If the truth is inconvenient noone is ready to believe you. Noone ready to help you. Noone ready to stand and fight with you. You are not alone. There are thousands like you. But there are more who need inspiration, motivation to unleash the true power within them. You know you have to be that inspiration.

This time you cannot be defeated. You are stronger than you think you are. Get the mother instinct out. The most dangerous person is the mother protecting her child. You dont know her power. She doesnt know her power. Try attacking her child and see how she tears you apart from bone to bone.

Their time is up! No waiting for the prince charming. There is no such thing! You are the dashing queen. You always have been. Cheers!

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