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the past xvii

The mark of a great man is one who knows when to set aside the important things in order to accomplish the vital ones.

Silas seemed to have forgotten how to breath.

Or at least, that’s what he was currently feeling. Eleanor’s statement made his heart hammer against his chest at an erratic rate. He found himself clutching his chest, just above where his heart was. He knew that Amara wasn’t his mate. He knew that it was nothing but his own blood calling him. And yet…he couldn’t help the sting that seems to have made its way to his heart.

“Why…” He drawled, sucking in a breath. “Why would she…?”

Eleanor didn’t speak, he already knew how confusing this might have felt for his friend.

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