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DAMIEN'S POV

I knew the woman I had in my arms was my mate, but seeing her clone there was just mind blowing. I had read about cloning in my school Library while I was still in middle school, and before you cloned someone, you needed a large sample of their blood, and with how weak and vulnerable Amaira looked in my arms like she was dying, I gritted my teeth hard at the thought of how they must have drained her of so much blood.

I boldly made my way to the entrance where Jason and the male witch stood, my mate in my arms, Jessica right behind me.

"Out of my way Jason." I snap at him, but he only smirked, releasing the clone In his arms who obediently shut up and stood next to him. I didn't like the way her eyes was trained on my mate like she was the clone instead of her, and I so badly wanted to leave at once.

"You choose to leave here without her or not at all." His voice was cold and lethal and I frowned.

"What do you want with my mate, dammit!" I snapped at him.

"Your mate i