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Chapter 69 Yianna's POV
The doors rattle and bang. Firya's mate was shouting and screeching. Rolling my eyes, I cut his link to her. I heard his howl of pain, And walked between the stone slab beds we had put them on and ran my finger along Datneye. Her body was cold and chalky, hard like stone and pale , her hair was gray and strawy. Not like the long beautiful hair she once had. Willow had been so jealous of her , the fact she had at least a little bit of our father's attention. Me, I pitied her that she was stooping so low , trying so hard on a cold, ruthless man. I saw through her facade of fancying my father , it was nothing to do with him and more of the status she could have if he chose to mate her. Fat good that did her , he chose to do this to her along with the rest of us. She learnt the hard way tha
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