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No fated mate for me
Emma I step towards Alex and put my hand on his chest to try and help him calm down and he does a little but he's still pissed and instantly possessive as he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his side. "Hey, Emma. Can we talk please?" Samson is being polite and I don't see any reason as to why I need to act any different, at the end of the day the poor guy hasn't done anything wrong and he's lost his mate. "Of course, Samson. How can I help you?" "Can we talk in private please?" Alex tightens his hold on me and I know it's the last thing he wants and I want him to know that I understand so I quickly link him. "He's done nothing wrong, Al, except lose his mate. The least I can do is let him say whatever he needs to. There's nothing for you to worry about, it's you that I
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