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Laura is pacing back and forth getting irritated in her room by the minute, biting her finger while thinking of a way to attract her mate again. And she was going mad because he was avoiding her. "D*mn it!" She curses as she sits on the bed. "That woman is still in Matthew's heart. No! I won't allow it!" She slammed her hand on the bed, "I'm your mate, Matthew! You are mine!" A knock on the door cuts her tantrums. "Lady Laura," a servant comes in holding a tray with a small bottle on it. "The one you've been waiting for has arrived," she slightly raised the tray to show the bottle. Laura quickly stood up and took the bottle from her, "did anyone else see or know about this?" she asked while inspecting the bottle. The servant shook her head, "no, Your Majesty," she replied while bowing.