Her Mate Is The Villain
Bebia
Perhaps, even with her skeptical demeanor, she had been holding on to the sliver of hope that if anyone would accept her, it would be her mate.
That hope was dashed. She had just been rejected, and even if it was by an evil menace who deserved death for the harm he had brought to the settlement, his rejection carried weight.
“Do not say such a thing,” Sheeva chastened.
Marcel turned a raised brow to her, and she lowered her head slightly. “She is not worthy of being my mate. I can practically smell how weak she is. What are you, an Omega?”
It was meant as a joke, but when there was no response, he found he had guessed right.
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