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Layla frowned upon hearing what he had said.

"Mates.." she mumbled squinting her eyes in confusion.

"Yes mates" Nolan confirmed. There was no need in hiding anything from her.

She had already witnessed it all, so she should know everything.

"What is a mate?" Layla blurted out, utterly speechless. She just stared at him blankly.

"Forget it. I'll get a rag to wipe the blood off your body" Layla attempted to stand up on her feet but she was dragged back by Nolan who made her sit on his laps pulled her and he held her hands entwining their fingers together.

"Don't move" he cautioned in a cold steel voice which sent shivers down Layla's spine.

Layla gulped nervously because of the way his large hands felt on her soft small ones and her insides were already a mess right now, not to mention that she was already burning Red.

"You're hot, you feel it too right," he whispered softly to her as Layla unconsciously arched her back uncomfortably, grinding against him, as her ass unconsciously wig