Marina’s POV
“I brought dinner!” I walked into Damari’s room, turned on the light, and saw him retreat under his covers. It’s probably the first time the lights have been on since I turned them on for dinner last night. It’s been a few weeks since he was stripped of his title, beaten half to death, and rejected by his mate.
He’s completely healed on the outside, but, as you might expect, his mind is holding him hostage. Watching how he’d deteriorated since that happened makes me eternally happy I didn’t reject Kai.
“Set it on the table,” He grumbled, still lying in bed. I did what he asked, then walked over to the bed, looking for where his head was. I tore the covers off, grabbed his arm, and dragged him out. He was just in his boxers, the same ones he wore to bed yesterday.
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