Chapter Twelve

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Saint: I pulled the piece of s**t from her floor and slapped the consciousness back into him. "Give me one reason not to kill you right here, Jacob." I know I pulled Bain away. But that doesn't mean that I can control myself much better. Rowan had already run by the time I had gotten here. I don't know what kind of shape she is in, but his knuckles are bloody and disfigured. "She is mine." His voice bubbled around the blood in his throat. "Try again, s**t stain. She is mine." I smiled wide at his reaction. "I… Bought her." He spewed, but I only laughed. "You don't purchase mates. It is against the law to BUY a person, Jacob. You wasted your money." I pulled him to his feet, shoving him towards the front door. "I will be in contact with the court over this, Saint. Adelaide William

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