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"I'm fine, it was an accident," I muttered. I reached my arm out to take his. "Don't." "Z please, it was an accident, I know you didn't mean to hurt me." He was now backing away from me, trying to put distance between us. "What are you doing?" I was confused, I'd never seen him like this before. Zaiden was always in control, never this vulnerable. "Don't come any closer." He was practically begging me with his mouth, but his eyes glossed over with pain. He was seconds away from breaking, begging for my comfort. "Zai-, it's okay. I'm fine. You didn't hurt me." I spoke quickly hiding my arm from him, it would heal quickly anyway, so it didn't matter. I caused this... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nalea is a nineteen-year-old college student, focused on moving forward. No longer wanting to bother finding out who she was. She was fine being the orphan girl. A nobody. Now fated to a sexy vampire and a brooding werewolf, she's left confused, no guidance leaves her longing for a family she'll never have. Can she handle it when a mysterious warlock is thrown into the mix?
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