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----Skylar POV----
“Mate!” Carly purred with satisfaction.
“Mate!” my mate growled possessively.
“EDMUND!” a woman wailed behind him.
I was completely disoriented by everything happening around me. Here was my mate—crushing me against the side of the carriage—while my entire family stood frozen in stunned silence. Carly, on the other hand, was practically purring in smug triumph. But amidst the chaos, the most confusing presence was the woman sobbing behind him, calling out Edmund between hysterical gasps.
His scent was utterly intoxicating. I felt like I was drowning in it. From the way he breathed me in—his face pressed to my neck, inhaling as if I were air itself—I could tell he felt the same. A few loose strands of my hair fluttered wildly with the strength of his breath.
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