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Claire If he was my mate, I should have felt it when I first came here because I had already turned 18 by then. But no , I didn't smell him then . I was born prematurely, one of the main reasons my deadbeat father thought I would be a weakling, so I am two months older than Raelynn. Nonetheless, it worked in my favor . A few days ago, when I wanted to escape from work, I sneaked away, I saw Damon running from a few meters away so I decided to hide away. My heart almost left my chest as he neared towards me, wondering if he would send me back to my Pack where I was sure to receive a much worse punishment than mere work. That is the reason I would rather grovel at Raelynn than be punished by my father, who I am sure will skin me with a whip when I go back . "No, we don't have to go