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68: Worst lie ever

Autor: nayaa
last update Data de publicação: 2025-11-07 23:53:12

Kali's POV

My heart was racing inside my chest and my skin suddenly felt too sensitive.

Too sensitive to Aiden's touch.

I managed to wiggle myself out of his hold, that was already loosening around my waist, and turned to look at him.

"You're my mate."

Aiden didn't even sound so sure. His expression was a mixture of confusion and relief and more confusion.

"No. No it can't be." I whispered.

It's not that I didn't want to be his mate. Aiden was beautiful and perfect and gentle and a member
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