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Chapter 38

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Nana walks towards the door, frantic. Unable to deal with the rising panic, she can feel the stickiness of her clothes on her skin, water dripping out after Marco had thrown her into the shower, fully dressed and cold. She was just waking from the shock from the cold water when a loud ear-piercing sound vibrated in the room, and she darted out of the bathroom.

She surveys everything rapidly before she locates a familiar towering figure within the darkness of the room. Although the light passing through can be deemed as dim, she easily spots him. Her heart races within her chest as she tries to take her mate- Lowell in.

And a sharp gasp escapes from her lips.

Marco lies in front of him, the ground covered in blood from hitting his head, his body vibrating. The smell of blood intensified but Nana paid it no attention. Every chance Nana gets it is directly aimed at Lowell since he is exuding unimaginable amounts of anger. His red eyes light in the dark, crisp and challenging.

“Mate,” Low
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