"I'll speak with her first."Genaro's voice was calm, but there was something firm about it."You can speak to her another time."Guerero's jaw tightened."Alpha Genaro," he said, clearly trying to control his anger. "What do you want with my mate?"Azerbel's chest tightened.My mate.After everything Guerero had done, hearing him call her that still hurt.The bond between them stirred painfully, reminding her that no matter how angry she was, it hadn't disappeared.Genaro looked at Azerbel before turning back to Guerero."Your mate?"His expression remained calm."I thought your mate was the woman carrying your child."Guerero's face darkened."You don't get to say that.""Whether she's my mate or not, it's none of your business who I talk to."Genaro raised an eyebrow."Is that so?"He glanced at Azerbel, almost as if he were waiting for her answer instead.Then he released her hand and stepped back.The warmth of his touch disappeared.Azerbel noticed it immediately.Before she coul
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