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"She wasn’t your mate"

"Bullshit!"

"She was a minion, Chris Someone placed a tattoo on her and she found a way to sneak in undetected to the compound It only took us twenty seconds before we realized she wasn’t one of us By that tiun We had no choice but to kill her," Eric explained, sighing in relief when Chris stopped struggling

Ih his body as Eric’s words sunk in "So…she wasn’t my mate?"

"No"

"You’re sure?"

"Yes"

Chris closed his eyes as he dropped his head back Not hisfor him, but most importantly she was alive That was fine, because it ether they’d take care of his faear

"Eric?" he bit out between clenched teeth as a new and very uncoistered in his mind

"What’s up?"

"I think one of you bastards just ripped out my catheter"

Chapter 1

Present Day

Seattle, Washington

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