LYRA:“Get out of my way, Aldric,” I growl.“What made you think I brought you here to murder you?” he asks, eyes locked on me.“It’s funny you ask, knowing any girl with a brain would think the same when she’s walking the exact same path as the dead ones,” I say, raising an eyebrow.“I’ll mark you, Lyra. Whether you want it or not. You’re my mate, and you’re mine,” he says.“Wow. So Aldric finally shows his real face after getting caught. I’m not scared of you and you know it.” I smirk, walking backwards into the cabin.My heart is slamming so hard I can barely hear myself think. I keep the smirk on, turn, and walk fast into the sitting room like I’m not about to lose it.Aldric follows, slow, confident he’s got me cornered.I scan the room quick. Coffee table. Couch. Big glass window facing the porch.I stop in the middle.He shuts the door behind him. “We’re talking now.”“Sure,” I say. “Talk.”He opens his mouth.I grab the heavy stone coaster off the table and hurl it at the wind
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