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Chapter Forty-Five: Preparing to reject my mate.
"What!" Ares exclaimed. He couldn't hide the shock in his voice. He left the table and started to pace.
"Cindy is my mate?" he asked, his tone one of disbelief.
"Yes," I said, looking him in the eye. "She sold me to get rid of me, because she was jealous of the strange connection we both shared."
"How do you know she is my mate?" Ares asked.
"Because she told me," I said. "Also, Francine had to give her a weird green liquid to calm her down when you were passing by the secret cottage."
Ares ran from the dining room. I tried to chase after him, but my father stopped me.
"It's good you told us about this before he marked her. The pack doesn't want a Luna like that," my father said.
"I'm sorry this had to happen to him. If only we didn't share such a strange feeling when we met, his mate wouldn't have done what she did," I cried, and went to hug my father.
"None of this is your fault; the great connection that you and your
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