My Rogue Mate
At best, she could be Heather’s Beta, but that is only if her older brother Liam decided to step down.
Lindsey moved my hand away. I forgot my hand was there, my cheek had already become numb. She examined my face, then grabbed the scissors and cut a piece of her shirt, wetting it with cold water from the laundry room sink and placed it against my face where a welt had started to form.
“You know, it wouldn’t take much to kill her,” she contemplates.
I laughed, “as tempting as that sounds, it is probably better to let her live for now, I don’t want more drama.”
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