The king is my mate

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Yvonne Beeman Walking out on alpha Storm Holmes meant one thing, he was going to look for me and if he finds me, I might not be alive to tell the story. I knew all these, but I still chose to do what I did. What the alpha didn't know was that I didn't leave because of him, but because of king Trace. I would have gladly followed my mate home, if he hadn't done what he did, because I knew he wouldn't allow a weaker creature like alpha Storm have his way against his mate, or so I thought. Immediately I got to the bushy part, I masked my pheromones to make it difficult for them to find me and I took a different route from the part I took the day I went to kill myself. When I got to the deep part of the forest, almost to the exit, I perceived a sentinel's pheromones, confirming what I thou

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