My Mysterious Mate
I roared, my voice shaking the very foundations of the hall.
The priest’s expression darkened, but I didn’t care. This man, who dared to accuse my mate of being a danger, would not get away with this.
My mother, sensing the volatility of the situation, placed a gentle hand on my arm, but I shrugged her off with a glare that spoke volumes. I wouldn’t be silenced. Not when Isabella’s honor was at stake.
“I only say what I see, son,” the priest hissed.
My blood boiled at his arrogance.
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