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CHAPTER 142: LEVELS TO THIS GAME

Meredith’s POV

I knew I hated her before, but what I feel for her right now is far beyond extraordinary.

I didn’t just have the urge to kill her; I had the urge to make her suffer while I took her life away from her slowly. Her scent fills my nostrils—the same scent that was on Roman this morning. A part of me had hoped this wasn’t true, and that Roman was only saying that just to get on my nerves.

Which he succeeded in doing, might I add?

But now that her scent was all over the place, it was all over him; it had to be true. My canines lengthened, and I craved for her blood. My growl was menacing, but it only seemed to amuse the bitch.

“Oh my. You seem quite crossed with me,” she chuckles, and the sound is the most irritating thing I have ever heard. It felt as though my blood had been set ablaze. She places her finger on her chin and pretends to be in deep thought. “Oh, don’t tell me you are angry about last night. My bad, I just couldn’t resist that hunk of a mate you have. He was
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Sammi Bailey
a bit of her own medicine, however 2 wrongs don't make a right and they did share her to begin with. I do feel.her and Roman need a little chat. I hope they can figure it out
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