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Wesley's P.O.V Wesley: What the hell do you think your doing? Why did you kiss her! Anakin: She is mine. Wesley: No she is not! I don't feel the pull, I dnt feel the sparks when she touches us. Aren't we supposed to feel these things when we find our mate? Only thing I sense when she is near is Vanilla. Such a sweet smell of Vanilla. Anakin: See she is ours. She is going to help us. Wesley: Help us with what?  You being out of your mind! Lillith was our mate and you killed her. Anakin shook his head and growled. I ran through the woods just letting all this stress go before I explode. I heard twigs break behind me and I whipped around ready to attack. "Easy there, it's only me. Name is Alister I'm one of yo. . .uh . . I mean Alarielle's beta Males. Alarielle wanted me to show you to

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