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∆Marie∆ They keep talking about something called a "mate", but every time I ask what they're talking about they look at me weird. I don't understand what's so big about having a so called " mate". I have my sister and that's all I need, really. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ∆Zeal(Zel)∆ "I need you two to trust me" I try to tell them. "Says who?!" Marie shouts at me as I flinch. "We don't need you, we've gotten this far without you." I run my hand through my hair, again. I've been doing that a lot lately. "Yeah, you have...but you can't live without me now. I'm your mate, we're-" "I don't care! We've never met you before and I wish we never had!" She shouts as I feel myself practically dying at her words. Before I could stop and think for 5 seconds, I shot forward and pressed my lips against her perfectly soft, inviting lips. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This book involves LGBT+ so if you're not okay with that, please leave. Don't stay to just hate on this story.
Welcome to the Darkman Pack
