My Unfated Mate
No one in my pack could pull this shit with me, especially not someone who owed me the very clothes they were wearing, their damn lives.
The doctor swallowed hard, shaking like a leaf. “I’ve overheard her conversation with Julia. The visitor, Ava, is wearing a glamour spell. She is no one but Angeline.”
“What are you telling me?” My eyes narrowed.
An enraged growl ripped from my chest as my nails elongated to claws, breaking the skin of the doctor’s chin and sending blood down the hand I had wrapped around it. I tightened my grasp. If she dared to lie, there would be hell to pay.
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