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~ A M E L I A ~ Everett scoffed as I continued to clean his wound, ‘Yeah, well, that’s where fiction comes into play anyway.’ Jerking my brow up, still focusing on the gashes in his arm, ‘Oh?’ ‘Love stories like that don’t happen in real life, especially for us werewolves.’ I stopped and looked at him, ‘Do you really believe that?’ A shrug, ‘I don’t know what I believe in when it comes to love. All I do know is that the Moon Goddess will pick the right mate for me.’ ‘What if she picks someone you hate?’ I asked, dipping the towel in the water and ringing it out before shuffling closer to wipe away the dried blood spread across his arm. ‘She won’t,’ he said steadily. ‘You don’t know that!’ My hatred for the mate bond and the conflict it had caused me broke through, ‘What if you fa