My Mate, My Fate
The imposter stared at us with a canny smile on his face, and then he disappeared as the force broke.
“Emilia, Emilia?” Mateo ran forward, cuddling her in his arms.
“Emilia, please listen to me, don’t give up on me, please!!” For the very first time in years, I saw my brother crying.
He was crying over his mate. A mate loss is what no one can handle.
“He’s in the other direction,” Darkson growled as anger surged through us deeply.
“Take her to the infirmary, I will bring him to doom!” I shifted and ran in the opposite direction.
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