Whispers of Witchblood

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THALINA’S POV My knees trembled at the thought and I lost my strength momentarily as a sad smile appeared on my face. I guess it would be better this way. Once Thorn marks me and claims me as his mate, I will not have to endanger Greg’s life anymore. My wolf beat me out of it in protest but I silenced it immediately. I should not demand something from Greg anymore. He already did so much more for me when it’s not even his responsibility anymore. I shut my eyes closed and just let my fate play its part, feeling Thorn’s breath on my neck but before he could sink his teeth into my neck, someone seized my waist and snatched me away from him. “You can want what’s mine all you like, mutt, but I am warning you, wanting my mate and surviving from it are two different things,” Greg roared as h

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