My Mysterious Mate
Break his jaw!
Every muscle in my body ached to launch myself at this intruder, to tear him apart limb from limb until he was nothing but a broken pile of flesh and bones. But I knew I couldn't do that, not yet. I had to keep my wits about me, to wait for the perfect moment to strike.
As I watched the stranger offer Isabella his card, I could feel my sanity slipping away, a tsunami of dark emotions washing over me.
Isabella giggled, her fingers brushing against the stranger's as she accepted his card. My fists clenched so tightly I could feel my fingernails digging into my palms, drawing tiny rivulets of blood.
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