I am not a damsel

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30Carmen paced the living room in front of her levitating daughter until the door open again. Crystal was in Felix’s arms her eyes closed and her mind at ease. Only then did the older witch fill the tingle of her existence. She could sense her again. Her pacing stopped and she threw herself in the couch and took a loud breath of belief that had even Margot breaking her focus to stare at her in question. She ignored the unasked question. Felix proceeded to take his mate to his room where he felt would be more comfortable for his wolf and him to watch her sleep. “Yes, wolfie, not creepy at all.” Margot mocked after reading the possessive wolf’s mind. He sent her a hard glare. She grinned in response and he scoffed proceeding to his destination. ** “Do you not sleep?” I didn’t even tu

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