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9. Feeling different

As soon as the door closes shut behind us, I get this irrational feeling of fear again. In long, fast strides, Drake moves towards our bed and sets me down onto it. Feeling the softness underneath my body, I relax a little, but I’m unable to look up at my mate.

Even the word mate doesn't feel right.

Instead, my gaze averts to his feet, which are now moving up and down, tipping the front to the ground in a restless manner. Besides of, two people breathing heavy and the tipping of the feet, the room stays silent. He’s not yelling at me. Seeing as he’s staying put in his place right in front of me, but not yelling, I know he must be really angry. The heavy breathing is the evidence of it and him trying to keep it at bay.

Drake is ruthless and scary in every single way. He shreds our enemies into pieces without second thoughts. Yet he would never ever touch me in the wrong way. No, the opposite actually, he treasures and protects me like the most precious gem. So why am I fearing him righ
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