Fated Mate
“That’s my girl.”
He tapped my thigh, and whispered close to my ear, “That’s Juniper, Douglas's wife and their daughter Tracy. His too, really, even though this prick here went fucking not minding his issues with his family."
“She’s beautiful.”
“Prettiest girl in the room, you see.” Then his voice dropped, turned vicious, wrecked me in an entirely different way, “Except for
you.”
I wanted to beg him to stop. To tell him I couldn’t deal with this, not now. That this push and pull was killing me and the gravitation and the disgust… The hatred and the echo of star-crossed love and mating and the spirit of festival…
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