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Elijah's Point of View Finding out Maya was a witch blew the socks off of me, but it scared me when I saw her come crashing through the wall. Was she okay? Is she alive? Not only was Bryson itching to get to the man who hurt her, but we needed to make sure she was okay. He hated the fact he couldn't be by her side, and so did I. For the second time since finding out she was my mate, I felt protective over her. She was mine, and I hated seeing her hurt. I wanted to protect her and cherish her at this moment. As I rushed from my spot over to her, she started to move, and when she saw me coming, she froze me, and I hated that. I watched as she walked out of the building and touched the ground, causing it to open up and the enemy to fall to. Well, I'm not sure. As the fighting stopped
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