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My unwanted Lycan Mate.. Everything was a lie. Her Jealousy. My eyes burn with resentment and jealousy as I scowl at the wolf who has her hands all over my mate. Miller is mine, and my mate. Even my wolf was growling in outrage, I could hear her growl in my head. I was angry and desirous, and I could feel my paws setting out to disclose themselves from my fingers, wanting to scratch and assassinate that b***h. My mate can sense my killing intent as he sneers. I was unable to hold back again. I growl loudly, attracting the people of the pack. Amira was also present. I hate her touching what’s mine. He’s my mate. "Get away from him, and remove your filthy nasty hand away from what is mine" my wolf growls and bares her teeth to her. She takes custody of my body. I heard gasps from the
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