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I exhale a long breath , balling my hands into fists . I don't know whether I'm angry or just sad , maybe a little bit of both . I stay rooted in my spot for a while , my mind running over what just happened . How could he possibly say that Isabella isn't his ? They are mates , of course she is . Unless he rejected her . If he did , that would make sense , but I highly doubt it . The way he pushed me back against the wall as if he had the full right to do what he pleases to me , sends spikes of an
