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Jensen's Point of View

Her words echo in my mind, sharp and cutting. "A monster. An abomination. A freak of nature." I stand there, frozen, as the weight of her pain crashes over me. She truly believes that about herself. My chest tightens, anger rising, not at her, but at whatever has made her think this way.

She’s no monster. She’s my mate.

I shake my head, snapping out of my daze. I can’t let her leave like this. I can’t let her believe she’s anything less than extraordinary. Without another thought, I turn and stride out of the kitchen, following the faint trace of her scent. The rain outside has dulled it slightly, but the pull of our bond is unmistakable. It tugs at me, guiding me through the halls of the hotel, straight to her.

When I reach her room, the door is slightly ajar. I pause for a moment, steadying myself before I step inside without bothering to knock.

Rosalee is standing by her bed, her back turned to the door. She is hurriedly packing clothes into a worn duffe
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