Trial 3

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Tonya My hands trembled on the wooden railing of the stand as I awaited Elders’ orders. Zeke was my mate? And he took advantage of my feelings by never revealing it to me only so that he could marry Angie, and keep me as his mistress? My stomach twisted at the thought, and I retched. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head, my vision blurring with tears. My gaze went to Ezra. His eyes were full of fury and possessiveness and they were locked on mine. “I don’t want to go!” My voice cracked as I bared my soul before the Elders. “Please! Please don’t send me back to him. He’ll destroy me.” The hall had gone still. The Elders exchanged looks and the ground might as well have swallowed me because I knew what they were about to say. Elder Derek said, “In lieu of the current situation, we order

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