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CHAPTER 72

MITCH CHESTER

"FUCK!" HE GROWLED as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. He turned on the basin and washed his face.

"Weak!" He growled again. His claws protruded and dug into his neck, drawing blood. "So weak!" Sex with Ophelia should never have happened, not after being mated to Anna.

"In our defense, we needed the release," Night muttered.

There is nothing to defend. He snarled. His blood dripped and mixed with the tap water. Nothing to defend. He looked at the deep gash on his neck, a wound inflicted by himself. If it were from another cause, it would be healing up very quickly now without leaving much scar, but since this was caused by himself, a Lycan, the wound remained bleeding and sending sharp pain throughout his body.

He reached over and got a napkin. "This would be nothing compared to what Anna was probably feeling," he muttered. He knew of the mate bond and the effects - both positive and negative - it had on the parties included.

He had read of the pains one would
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