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Accalia's POV I took off the second I knew Dustin recognized me and I ran... Adrenaline was pumping through my veins, and I didn't care where I was going... I didn't have any other choice but to run as far away from Dustin. I needed to ensure that Lidia wouldn't scent him... He wasn't supposed to be able to scent me after my rejection! Why the f*ck didn't my rejection work? I internally growled, feeling the burning tears building up behind my eyes. "Because he wasn't conscious at the time of the rejection," Lydia answered from the back of my mind. She sounded excited. "You knew?!" I growled at her. "I wasn't sure..!" she answered, and walked out of the depths of my mind, "If your rejection had worked, you wouldn't have been in control now... I would have!" "But you took..." "