I Can't Be Mated to Him

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but out of surprise. I hate it when she does that. Recently, she’s been doing it more and more. I’m not sure why. Maybe the fa

ping closer to me. Out of other nearby shadows two of her friends appear. I’m outnumbered. Tha

ying in the castle for years now, negotiating treaties or something l

e,” I say. “I’m just t

her head as she presses her lips together in a mocking fashion. In her

over in the distance, licking its paws beneath a table, and wish I could switch places with her. I

one who is const

get through us first, you fucking bitch!” Nessa swings her hand in

tively. I can’t hurt her, but I really don’t want to

sh I could do something to protect myself that didn’t involve hurting her back, but t

Not this close to the Haze. If I can f

r an instant, that the cat across the hall was a wolf or a bear, that it

fully out of my mouth, I see a blur of gray fur a

s her two friends begin to scream as well. Neither of them are trying to help her, though. I wish with all my might that

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ow Mr. Blake said he didn’t do that. Now, th

ere’s

r. Blake make in the back of his throat, the

doe

ear my brother’s voice shouting down the

tead, as I hold it, it begins to purr. I set it down

ing blood on the back of her hand as she scoots ac

ran asks as he looks from Nes

hand. Nessa hit me hard enough with her claws to draw blood from a

I always thought she wasn’t good enough for him. Now, I am beginning to wonder if maybe

ished for it to happen this time, but it ju

eam, thinking he’ll kill it, but the kitty sinks it

eran thinks I did that, too, he’ll do more than slap me a few times. I rush betwee

spins me to face him, pressing me up against the wall right next to my r

e dirty work to someone else. But I can feel his wrath coursing through his veins as he

se that must’ve splattered there from the bird attack. He squeeze

ng mine, and I know he’s either going to choke me

things. He just stares at me. as

clutching in a way it never has before. My heart thrums i

is before–especially not when I was looking at my broth

t feel

I grab his arm trying to push him back, and even th

e fuck? You little bitch! Have you been studyi

I didn’t do any of it. I don’t have any powers.” My l

e throne. Father told me you’ve been scheming. Well, it won’t happen!” He turns his bac

ould I possibly think I

round and glares at me. “Touch her

, even though I know he has a key, and sink to the floor. With my arms around my knee

nough to survive this, to get out of here. Lifting my head, I look out the

ht, misty c