After drawing all these conclusions, I had already rehearsed his next words in my head. Prepared what I'd say even.That is why I never expected him to say what he said next.“You can’t be serious,” I say, incredulous. “You can’t possibly mean that.”“I do.”I laugh, dry and sharp. “Is this a joke? It has to be a joke.”“You know you can just reject me, right?” My voice rises, edging toward something unsteady. “No one would fault you for it. I’m weak. I’m human. You don’t gain anything from me.”A faint crease forms between his brows.“My decision is final,” he says simply.Something in my chest tightens.“What if I don’t want to be your mate?” I press on, faster now. “What if I reject you instead? I will reject you. In fact, I’ll do it now.”My breathing turns uneven. My head feels too loud, too full.He can't do this to me. I won't let him.“I… I Michaela Caldara—” I start, forcing the words out. “Of the Eastern Pack—”I break off with a sharp sound.A yelp.Damon has my left hand p
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