Wayne's POV
My whole being was greedily thirsty for my mate's scent but she hid her scent the whole night from me. It made Zyre alive again and so was the pain he buried with him inside me. She wasn't the same Hunter I held in my dreams and memory, she was like a cold bloodied killer in the arena. She was unsympathetic to the people she aggrieved and talked about money all night. Has she changed? Or maybe I just never knew this side of her. Her initiation turned into a bloody slaughter and she tortured Milton with no mercy just to get the revenge she promised her brother. I felt torn between two different emotions towards my mate, admiration for her excellence and greatness but the rest, felt nothing else but repugnance to her brutality and lack of remorse for what she's done.
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