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“My mate,” I tell her softly. “What would I do without you?” Her eyes go wide. “Your mate?” “You have been since the day you claimed me.” I stroke my thumb over her soft, strange, pink mouth. “There is no other for me. There never has been.” “Not even my sister?” Her voice catches. I snort. “Your sister is my greatest mistake. I do not think I have ever even liked her.” — Ruby Dixon
My mate,” I tell her softly. “What would I do without you?”
Her eyes go wide. “Your mate?”
“You have been since the day you claimed me.” I stroke my thumb over her soft, strange, pink mouth. “There is no other for me. There never has been.”
“Not even my sister?” Her voice catches.
I snort. “Your sister is my greatest mistake. I do not think I have ever even liked her.