The Broken Mate

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the broken window. She was right here. Standing in front of me. Her pr

omed. My heart was pained when I noticed the blood oozing from her an

not going to let her slip my fingers again. Not right now when I

bumps. He was angry. I could feel it. While I could control m

out of the bathroom. But something caught my e

behind. It ought to be important to her. Marching towards the sink, I pick up the

ething that is hers and she will want it back. When

girl calls out to me as

would assume was seductive, and she stretch

b her wrist before it attains i

an see the hurt in her

mate ran from me to begin with. In the bathroom door, I found my beta, Phili

rds are short. Straight to the point. I feel that talking too

ged to keep my identity a secret for all this time. N

hundred times that I could protect myself, I agreed to this secrecy so that I

en though it has been in our family for millennia now, there are oppo

rsations. Part of being an Alpha’s son meant that I was always vigilant and careful about everything

out who she is.’’ “B

his eyes shine as he realizes something instead, and I cannot help but smile. Thinking about h

never talked to anyone. She's the quiet invisible t

, her parents, and whether any male has taken the liberty of e

nother man touching my mate edges me. I find myself

of that doesn't sit right with us. How

me. I want to get to the bottom of this. I would like to underst

was. She knew me when she saw me.’’ The statement brings fear according to

rity. Especially when in school. “ Then to be honest, Alpha Ryan, I

ou read

his statement. I noticed the hesitation in his eyes as he walked away

fest in. my eyes dance around the premises of the school. Everyone is a threat. Everyon

hese students may even be rogues. Now I'm extra careful. If