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Diana

But then, a small voice in the back of my mind speaks up, defiant against the tide of fear threatening to overwhelm me. "Yeah! He killed those men. To PROTECT you!"

I pause, caught off guard by this thought. It's true, isn't it though? He saved me that day. And hasn't he been kind and gentle with me ever since, in both his wolf and human forms?

My mind drifts to the early days, his initial hostility when he first came to the diner, his aggression when I tried to run away. But those memories are quickly overshadowed by countless acts of kindness. The way he takes care of me, ensures my comfort, protects me.

"You're overthinking this," I mutter to myself, running a hand through my hair. "He's been nothing but good to you."

But my mind, ever the pessimist, refuses to let go. The history books are clear as day, it argues. He's a monster, a killer. You can't trust him.

My heart, however, rebels against this notion. He is my mate, it insists. He has shown me nothing but kindness
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