Mabel’s POV"Will you introduce me, Zane, or is she not worth the effort because you’ll toss her tomorrow?" Isabel’s voice cut sharp, her eyes drilling into me as if she could peel away my skin.Zane stiffened beside me, jaw tightening. He opened his mouth, but I didn’t give him the chance."Are you hoping tomorrow’s girl will be you?"For a beat, the hall went quiet. Zane’s gaze snapped toward me, surprise flickering across his face. His eyes softened like he was seeing me differently, like he recognized something fierce inside me. I didn’t even know where the words came from. Maybe from the sting on my cheek that still burned when I remembered Isabel slapping me days ago.Isabel glared, but a thin sheen of sweat lined her forehead. She felt it too, the pull inside the air around me. I didn’t know if it was the mate bond or something deeper, but I wouldn’t let her cow me again.
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