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Sara’s POV

I look at the bedroom. The candles have died, wax is everywhere, mixed with Lavender buds. There is blood on the sheets from my first time. Thomas and I are both complete messes.

Thomas groans next to me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask. He turns his big brown eyes to stare at me.

“Shay keeps trying to mindlink. She is feeling left out and sad. I’m sorry baby, I’m telling her you and I are making up for lost time.” He pulls me close.

I never thought I would do this, but wow I’ve become a jealous mean bitch.

I flash Shay an image of Thomas’s sated face with a message.

Me- who's not women enough?

Shay- bitch.

Me- takes one to know one.

I block her out and enjoy this time with my mate.

“We need a bath,” I say.

“That sounds nice. Can you walk?” He asks me smirking.

“Let’s find out,” I slide off the bed and try to walk. “Nope, this hurts!” I sit back in the bed.

“My sweet mate, let me heal you!” Thomas lays me down and licks between my legs. I put my hand on his head and rock my hips agai