When they touch me
‘Can you decide what you want at least?
Straightening my spine, I brace myself for the alpha-breed idiot to break our bond, the emotions of hatred and sadness making it hard to hold my head up high.
Is he really sad? Or am I interpreting something wrong?
“I’m not going to reject you.” Fynn mumbles, forcing up a smile that I will wipe from his face straight away.
“Fine, then.” I clear my throat. “I, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, Finnegan Blackwood-“
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