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"I didn't know if I'd ever find you." He whispered softly into my ear. It made me shudder with pleasure. "What-what do you mean?" I asked breathlessly. I already knew what he meant but couldn't bring myself to terms with it. It was all moving so fast. "You're my mate." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. His green eyes were boring into my blue ones as he spoke, looking for what had caused my questioning. I shook my head. "No-no I already have one." I couldn't explain why this felt so right at the same time as so confusing. His eyes were immediately coated in anger. He grabbed me at the waist and pulled me closer. "You are mine." While he said these words with such possessiveness I only felt pleasure rather than rage.
Oh Ophelia-1
