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“I Rebecca Antlas, reject you Tyler Carsted as my fated mate.” Rebecca said, her gaze locked with his with both unwilling to look away. She knew looking away would show weakness and give him the upper hand to control her.

Tyler's had an unfathomable expression at first but then his lips slowly spread to form that breathtaking smile of his which made Rebecca's knees buckle slightly. She wondered what was funny that he had smiled.

“Really? Is that your way of escaping me?” He asked with a smirk as he walked closer to her, ignoring the pain in his chest. Rebecca wanted to remain still to show him she wasn't intimidated by him but her legs began moving back on their own until her back was against the wall again.

Tyler rested a hand on the wall, caging her between himself and the wall. He let his gaze scrutinize her small face down to her body. Now they were mates, everything felt different. Being this close to her made him feel emotions he had never felt before towards anyone, not even