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I glared at Sebastian and he looked very surprised. "Bring me my mate or someone's getting hurt," I said softly and he grabbed my phone and started dialing. I watched him closely and he looked over at me strangely. "She's exactly like me Rai and I'm certain that her mate can calm her like you do me," he mumbled quickly through the phone. I heard a muffled voice then Sebastian exhaled harshly. "No Rai, the boy is the princess's, our granddaughter will have to find another. Skye's very powerful and will make a wonderful Reaper Queen," he said sincerely and grinned at me. I was too angry to care at this point.