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Fourteen
Cleo’s POV After having heard about the extent of Daphne’s leg, guilt formed so quickly it made me feel physically sick and dizzy. Roman was quick to my side having felt it through the bond making me sit down and sip some water. Here I was discovering how I felt about my mate, all the while she had lost the ability to shift. A massive part of what made us not only who but what we were. Freya whined in my head knowing she would never get to run beside her sister again. Roman could tell just how much I loved my sister; we were the definition of ride and die. Having gotten dressed Roman led me out of his room and down two flights of stairs. His hand never once left mine. Don’t get me wrong the sparks from his touch felt amazing, like nothing out of this world. But it would certainly take so
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