She stepped up to his chair and he became aware of two things simultaneously. One: someone had beat this woman. Her face was a mixture of bruises displaying all kinds of colors. Two: she was his mate. Her scent filled him up inside, awakening a side of him he thought, after two hundred ten long years, long dead. He growled, jumping off the chair as he felt his eyes turn wolf. Who would dare to lay hands on his mate? "I'm sorry that I'm your mate. You can bring me to the pack wielder and for a price he'll take the magic off. You can make it so I'm not your mate and then someday you'll get another one." Get the magic off? Not her mate? "What are you talking about?" He knew he asked the words through clenched teeth.

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