Ritual

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Celia POV Cold hands slid up my body as I snapped out of my sleep. My eyes snapped open to Silas looking at me with cold eyes. "Have a nice dream with your mate." He snapped. "I.." I muttered as he caught me off guard. "Don't worry, little one. I knew it was all an act. Who do you think was blocking him from your dreams in the first place?" He sneered. I gulped. "I decided to test you and drop the spell blocking him, and sure enough, you both fell right into the trap," he snarled. Silas roughly flipped me over as he twisted my arms behind my back. I yelped from the pain as he cuffed my hands behind me and slithered his hand up my dress. His cold hands tightly gripped my breast as he pulled my body against his. "I would claim you right now as mine if I could, but we can't go ale

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