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"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you really going to put your own mate in prison?" I wrapped my hands around the cold steel bars that separated us only slightly. Even in the dimly lit, musty jail I watched Azrael's stoic face upturn into a smug, sadistic smile. "You seem to forget, mate." His words riddled with venom, "Without me you are nothing." I gripped the bars painfully harder as I was unable to anything else, my knuckles turning white. I shook my head defiantly even as hot tears silently rolled down my cheeks. "I own you." Azrael leaned closer and reached his arm between the bars, grabbing ahold of my face before I could pull away. He tilted his head as he used his thumb to stroke my tear stained cheek. "There isn't a breath you breathe that doesn't belong to me and no amount of your little magic will ever change that." oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo The Moon Goddess played a cruel joke when She paired Azrael and Mercy as mates. The Alpha of Death and a girl with magical healing abilities were doomed before they even met. The two were the exact foil of the other, they were magnets constantly repelling away from one another. Then why was it, no matter what the Mercy or Azrael did...They couldn't stay away. Mercy and the Merciless Alpha.
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