Alpha King's Gifted Mate

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his." My voice trembled, the words sl

eyes glinting with a cruel amusement. "If you'd be kind e

dered in my ears, my mind raci

casually, as if we were discussing the weathe

in. "We should just kill h

flicking to the man beside her

and before I could blink, the strangest thing happened. The

unged into

wave. The world seemed to tilt. My vision blurred, and my kne

s how i

n among them, was one particular face. One person I wished I never had to leave. So

bt to show for my miserable existence. I don't even own a car. If I survive this... God, if I survive... I

here, right? Well, let me tell you

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me, just my minimum-wage shift dragging on as I watched the only customer lef

ught it was my hair-people love my hair-but no, this was different. It was like she was studying me. I tried to shrug it off, t

ething about her

e men these days-but still, I'm a catch. At least in my own opinion. And maybe some creep's who doesn't understand the concept of p

ing about her

gs, trying to shake off the weird vibe as I waited for Sara to take over. She showed up

d even taken a "break" for a bit. But we were still together. And that was all that mattered, right? All couples fight, after all. It did

save me money, make us closer, right? Lately, we'd been growing more distant, and everything was so damn expensi

ut there was a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something wasn't right, but I brush

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d. The receptionist-an icy woman with a supe

tion. His name is

ation under that name. Please stop wasting everyone's

ght, forced smile-and turned on my heel. But not before pulling out my pepper spray

I texted him, called him. No answer. By the time I hailed another

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they were going at it like they had no care in the world. My heart twisted, bu

walked to the sink, grabbed a bow

!!!" they scre

ed, scrambling for words

a piece of shit, you know that?" And then I slapped him, hard.

you're here with *her*?" I could barely breathe, my voice shaking

. The realization hit him, but it was too late. "Bab

Don't 'b

I slapped his hand away

head. The room spun, and I collapsed, darkness closing in ar

ou *can't*

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ool of my own blood, staring at a man who