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Intervention
Remington's POV- Reject. They were going to reject me. I mean why wouldn't they? They seemed pretty put together, pretty solid in their relationship, then I came along. The broken girl that rarely communicated with her wolf. The girl who couldn't even control her gifts when she's had four years to train them. The girl whose body is riddled with scars and whose mind is an active war zone. Why would they have wanted me? Besides not being fit to be a future queen, I was not fit to be their mate. I was not fit to be anyone's mate. I was out of control, what some would call a loose cannon. The trauma of my captivity had been ingrained in my soul, my very nature. It taunted me at every turn, consuming every fiber of my being. Turning my days into a horror movie as I relived every moment of
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