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Chapter 35
~AUTUMN~ Atticus had just marked me. How was that even possible when we weren't even mates? How was he able to mark me, and why does it feel this way? Why does it feel like we are mates when it simply wasn't possible? I would have recognized him as my mate a long time ago if that was true. But all I've ever known was that I loved him, nothing else. The feelings inside of me have only intensified now that we are bonded. I wanted him more than ever. How could he do this when I was finally trying to move on? Or at least pretending that I was ready to move on. He lifts his body completely off mine so that he can now look me straight in the eyes. "Now everyone will know that you're f*****g mine. Nothing will ever change that." He repeats. I gape at him as he storms out of the room. It
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