The Lycan's Rejected Mate

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ave the room, but I didn't do it. I'm not leaving her side, ever. My Beta comes to my side, put

he doctors attending her look wary of me because my Alpha aura

m, leave. You won't want to see this

eir job well. Your aura is imposing," Dan says. I

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ch my fist. Her back is red and bloody. They have been hitting her. Some cuts are so deep and unable to heal

e doctor as he begins to clean her, even in her sleeping state,

l bear ten times what they did to her. I let go of her hand and left the room. M

running for a few hours now, the images of how I found my mate haunting my memories, questions bombarding my mind. What if I was

t didn't. I go back to the pack house. It is quiet, and everyone is s

nce I hit the bed, I again think of my beautiful mate. I don't even know her name yet. I want to know everything about her, but mostly why she was in

The tingles were there when our skin made contact, but

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reath came out in short pants. The

he? Why w

of that. Anger coarse through me, but I couldn't leave my office because I was in too much pain. My wolf was whimpering and howling in sadness. I was feeling so many emotions, but I

-linked the head guard to get her out of the dungeon, but no one answered

guards at the entrance are in deep conversation. I growled, ale

were ripped from their hinges. I snarled when I saw two men carrying the

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was here, he- he

the collar and gr

you mean

stuttering, and I was getting frustra

r stuttering, or I'll

t the wall, and he

m, sir," he said with difficulty. My anger ros

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ital. I rushed there and saw that she was peacefully lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her face was bruised, and it made me shudder. She w

pped when I sensed someone's presence behin

appened

e but took deep gulps of air to calm myself. I don't feel like killing