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Rejection is indeed a B*itch
Adrien Goddess, what the hell did just happen? I am hyperventilating, almost brought to my knees. Alone, and shattered behind that abandoned house at the end of the werwolves compound. I know that pain I feel right now is not my own, not really. It’s the stupid mate bond that even for just a few hours turned me into someone else completely. Someone I don’t want to be. Needy, submissive, stupid to the point I almost lost control of the situation. It took all my reasonable thoughts away and made me act like a lunatic. And I’d never let it happen again. I almost let a stranger kiss me. Goddess, why did I not let him kiss me? Lysander is mad inside my head, growling and cursing me, adding more salt to the wound. I close my eyes to collect my damn thoughts and to finally summon the cour
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