Mate 2
God alone knew how Alina was able to stand her ground when her soul was ready to leave her body. Her chin trembled no matter how much she tried to clench her teeth together and face the man in front of her with as much courage as she had. And it wasn’t easy when he gazed down at her like the cat that had just started to caught the mouse, after days of chasing—and was planning to make this nice and slow. “I cannot decide if you’re really brave or really stupid to come here on free will, witch.” Vincent took one step towards her, and Alina fought the urge to take one back. Raising her chin high, she held his gaze, never blinking once as she did so. She was the witch. She was the one with magic in her blood, not him. Alina had to remind herself this so she wouldn’t show any sign of weakne
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