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Chapter Eighty-Nine: In an Instant

The sight stills me.

Rhett takes a step back from the petite brown-haired girl claiming to be his mate, but his expression is too wild for one claiming her words to be false.

It is not jealousy that fills me, but an ache similar to the one I felt when mother had sat me down in Red Graw to announce that she had found her mate.

Loss?

Maybe, but I have no business feeling this bitterly when my core remains bare with traces of Marko’s stain between my thighs.

Yet I do.

The word ‘mate’ has again robbed me of something.

"Look, kid, I am not your mate."

Rhett answers, his movement backwards halting now that she no longer stepped towards him.

“How can you say that when I smell you, I know you smell me too; that is why you asked about my perfume, is it not?”

He doesn’t answer her, but his expression is terrifyingly easy to read.

It is as if he wants to see more of her, yet escape at the same time, the same one Marko used to show me before he grew too bold in his demands.

My heel is silent as I
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