❝She kills without second thought.❞
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"Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the cor...
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Chapter 33 -"IWill Gladly Go Down To Make You Smile Like That, My Friend."
"Excuse me?" Seneca snaps, crossing her arms with a glare marring her once happy features; all traces of humor gone.
My mind stops working for a second.
Did he just say what I think he did?
"Wh-What?"
"You shouldn't have been born at all, you bastard!" He exclaims accusingly, and I can see the way his fists are clenching, showing clearly what his thoughts might be in this second. His eyes blaze with anger and hatred, making me almost step back at the intensity of his emotions, at the raw negative energy he's emanating.
"Beta Xavier, refrain from raising your voice at my Mate . . . " Seneca informs him coldly, not moving an inch as she glowers stonily with the power of an Alpha in her stance and expression, but half-way through her sentence, I stop focusing, my mind rushing with the possibilities of his sentence.
All the pieces slowly fall into place.
He's that mystery man.
The one who rejected my 'mother'.
The one who took his son away.
Which would be...
"No way," I breathe out, cutting my Mate mid-sentence, as my head whips to meet the familiar pair of blue eyes.
