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His Mate or His Mistress
Alpha Magnus. “I want her punished for daring to strike me!” Clarissa’s voice cut through the room, sharp and accusing. I had just returned home from a meeting with my pack leaders, exhausted and in no mood for drama. Yet, there she was, pacing furiously, her anger still simmering over the slap Ariel had given her earlier in the day. Clarissa wasn’t my mate, though many assumed she was. She was someone I cared about, A childhood friend who became my mistress. If there is anything to know about Clarissa, it is the fact that she is very possessive of me. She likes it when she has my undivided attention, and over the years, she has gotten that, so it was understandable that she was intimidated by Ariel's presence. Up until I met Ariel, I never thought that any other woman would interest
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