The Hunter
I tried to ignore the pain radiating through my chest at his words.
“What do you mean who am I? I’m Snow, your gifted mate… You don’t remember me?” I asked. He shook his head. “I'm sorry, I don’t.” He said. “Come here, let me show you.” I said, and held my hand out to him. He didn't move though.
“Why would I let a Hunter get that close to me?” He asked. “Damien, I would never hurt you!” I scoffed. I was getting frustrated now.
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