Useless and helpless

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∆WARNING: BIT OF A TRIGGER AHEAD Marcel's POV Since the moment Grayson left, I had not been myself. I was worried. I was angry. The thought of Solana and what they had put her through made me so restless. Someone touched her the way she didn't consent to. I could feel it by the red infidelity mark that appeared on my wrist— the type I used to see in Valerie's hand— accompanied by a pain in my chest. But the pain was nothing compared to the one in my heart— the one for my mate. The guards in front of my cell knew better than to be close to me, because a few hours ago, I had caught one through the bars and actually tried to strangle him to death— I almost succeeded if not for the timely intervention of his colleagues. I kept hitting the bars, wanting to break it— wanting to get out of h

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