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"Because you’re not" He shook out his hair
"I am your mate I dreamt of you"
He shook his head "That’s just a byproduct of the council spell gone wrong," he argued
"I dreamt of you before they cast that spell I first dreamt of you when I was six years old," she whispered softly
He turned, and for a entle look on his face, exactly like her prince fro expression, his lips turned up in a sneer "I think I would re of my own mate"
"Evidently not," she rebutted
He turned his back to her "Just go Even if you are my mate, it’s too late for rey slacks that had been laid out He glowered at her "Do you ed and dropped both towels
"Oh My Goddess," she gasped She had grown up with three brothers and had spentfield at Storm Keep than was probably healthy for a small child She had seen the unit warriors in various states of undress, but those brief stolen gli compared to the side view of her mate’s sculpted back and firm ass It felt like her heart would beat out of her chest as hisa torturous version of peekaboo with her as he turned and lifted his legs getting dressed His golden skin was flawless and was just begging to be touched Just when she was about to throw dignity out theand jump the man, she heard a
"You a nowadays We could have some fun before you leave the city" He pulled on a royal blue sweater and turned to face her
She stuck her nose in the air "As if I’d cheapen ourwith a booty call"
His eyes hardened "It wouldn’t be a booty call It would be a pity fuck"
She felt tears spring to her eyes Clearing her mind, she stared at his chest Slowly, she envisioned the ht her off guard and flared out of control She quickly reined in her abilities and focused on her ?" He rubbed his hands up and down his arms
She had always been able to feel other’s emotions She was the only one in her fa up, she had hated it, but now she was counting on it to show her what herdepths of anger, but they weren’t directed at her He was filled with self-loathing He hated hi her But deeper down, past the anger, was an overwhel in an ocean of dread He honestly felt that he was beyond rede to keep her away from him, even break her heart
"You’re afraid," she whispered, looking up at him
His eyes widened in shock "You’re an ewill destroy me" She took a step closer, and he took a step back
"Stay away I don’t want to hurt you"
"You won’t hurt me The fact that you have a mate means that you’re not lost"
"Men with mates have turned feral before"
"You’re my prince, and you won’t hurt me I can prove it"