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Chapter 39: Protector
I can't believe I have been able to survive without Jonathan next to me each night. It's been three days since I had last seen him, and I have resorted to smelling the clothes he left behind that night, though they barely have his own scent anymore. My scent had taken over the house in my moping and no more apples and cinnamon could be found except for one shirt. The only one he didn't wash while he was here. It smelled like his everyday self when he was just there, his own happy self. Rarely was he angry around me, but I have seen some moments. Jonathan mostly just gets emotional around me. The mate bond was to blame, but I feel like we actually developed a small bit of trust for each other in the process. Most mates connect instantly, not wanting to ever be apart from one anothe
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