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"...Werewolf?" She asked, her eyes still on my fangs.

"You're my mate."

"...Mate?" She looked up.

"Mate. Are you scared?"

"What is this? What the hell is this?" She was trembling more. I didn't know whether to comfort her, but that required touching. And touching her right then would probably scare her off.









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