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30. Game of pretending
It seemed like time had stopped. I saw only him and those piercing yellow eyes of his. They reached into my soul and awakened something I didn't know was resting in me. What the hell was going on? He was the epitome of the word Alpha, visibly strong and in his prime. I wonder how old is he? He looks older than I am. Or maybe that's just those sharp facial features and the fact that he looks like he rarely smiles. We may actually have that one in common. But my eyes traveled down his neck. He was marked. So he has a Luna, I shouldn't focusing then on a taken man that hard. But that word 'Mate' I remember now Lightwood mentioned it back in his mansion. Two people destined for one another. Was that it? Was I destined for f*****g Lieutenant?! No way! I was supposed to hunt them dow
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