My Unfated Mate
I asked her and, without stopping walking, she replied.
“Yes, I died less than a week ago. Long story short, I said no to the egotistical Alpha Aaron. As a result, he rejected my as.s and sold me to Blake, who decided to hand me to that Demon-Wolf, Elijah. For whatever hell of a reason, he killed me — maybe a virgin damn sacrifice; who knows why he chose me to be his victim,” Angeline shook her head.
“Virgin?” Stormy barked in my mind, a wolfish grin forming on his muzzle.
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