CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO

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Heat flooded my veins from his touch and I trembled. “If only you were not bred by that man. If only you were not his daughter and the Greenlake pack's little spoiled princess, then maybe, just maybe you’d have been perfect too.” His words cut through my chest sharply. My eyes flared, lifting my head to face him and I parted my lips to speak, only to see his eyes still staring intently at the mark on my neck. “My mother had one too.” “The mate mark…and it looked beautiful on her too. But it was a sham, do you know that? All a sham!” His voice dropped low at his last words, just as his dark eyes moved down to stare at my emerald ones. “The mark was a bondage! Her own personal cage!” He hissed, his fingers stopping their movement, as they curled around the length of my wrapping around i

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