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Anaiah's POV Leon is coming to us with a killer smile, I almost died and I purr. Arya chuckles and I blush. "Princess!" Dan calls, running to hug Arya. My mate stands in front of me, he puts his warm hands on either side of my neck and attaches his lips to my forehead and butterflies erupt in my stomach. My breath quivers "I missed you, my Princess," He says, looking into my eyes. He is sincere. I missed him too but I don't say a word. Pack members are watching us interact and I feel uncomfortable. In the corner of my eyes, I see my mother glaring at me, her hate-filled eyes are too much for me to bear, what did I ever do to her? Why does she hate me so much? 'Mother?' I try to mind link her, mother, mother, that sounds strange to my ears. It's been years since I used it. 'Dad,'