Aria’s POV“Who do you work for, little wolf?”I stared at the knife pressed against my throat.Then I stared at him.My so-called mate, my annoying, ridiculously handsome, completely insane mate.Something inside me snapped, I lifted my head and slammed my forehead into his.Bang!He staggered backward and I immediately rolled away from him.“What the—”I lunged at him and he caught my wrist, I twisted and he grabbed my other arm, I kicked his leg and he stumbled, and I used the opportunity to shove him backward.“You psycho!” I yelled.“You attacked me!”“You put a knife to my throat!”“You refused to answer my question!”“Because you’re holding a knife to my throat!”He actually had the audacity to look amused.I hated him, I really, really hated him.He caught me around the waist when I tried to get past him.I struggled violently. “Let me go!”“Stop fighting.”“Go to hell!”I elbowed him.He grunted but didn’t release me.Instead, he turned, and the next thing I knew, my back
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