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Chapter Thirty-Three
I was angry.
I was angry at Duncan because he hadn’t mated with me vampire style to assure I’d be considered his.
I was angry at Rufus because he had mated with me so many times since he’d brought me from the cave to his estate that I’d lost count.
I was angry with Elizabeth because she wandered in and out of the room to tend to my needs, yet didn’t believe she could help me escape.
I was angry with Rosalie for not being strong enough to battle and win against a dozen vampire witches by remote.
I was angry with Isabelle for dying.
I was angry with myself for stupidly being the catalyst for all of this by going back in time.
In short, I was just angry.
On top of that, my entire body ached.
I was never as grateful to have Duncan’s vampire blood in me as I was when Rufus bedded me with such fury that I wondered if I’d survive. I’m sure, my body having only re
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