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Calista August stumbles on his feet for a minute. He opens and closes his mouth. He tries to say something only to keep quiet and purse his lips. “ That’s what I thought, have fun chasing Kali, while I chase someone who wants me to. Besides, I am not your mate, right?” I smile deviously as I continue to clear out the kitchen, tidying it up and putting things in order. “ Calista…” August begins, and I continue to clean the dishes facing away from him. “ Are you my mate?” He asks his voice is calmer though it holds an edge to it. “ I thought I was, but maybe I am not,” I reply with the first things that come to my mind without thinking it through. “ If I was your mate, maybe you would have felt it too. I must be the mistaken one.” I tell him. He stalkers closer. “ Something just