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Why the rage?

He was now awake. Still, he continued to toss and turn from one end of the bed to another, fighting to get his sleep back.

From the beam of the sun rays that escaped through the window and hit his face, Lancelot could tell that it was already day break. Yet, it felt to him as though he had just only slept.

His mind drifted off to the events of the previous night.

He thought of it all; getting ready for the strange woman's sister's wedding party. He saw himself sit next to the her, he saw himself get swept off his mind and his feet by her skilled and free spirited craftsmanship with the piano, he saw himself rush to her, seize a bottle in her hands and put her in his car.

When he recalled himself being tangled in the sheets with her and Ziko marking her, his eyelids flew open immediately.

What had he done?!

His gaze greeted the chandelier hanging on the roof above him. If he hadn't been so tense, he would have taken time to appreciate it's beauty, but it wasn't time to do so now.
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Nelia Mpundu Mwale
has he forgotten that she is his mate? why ask himself so many questions about why she has that impact on him when it's that mate bond. really confusing so to say
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