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Chapter Fifty-Eight
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2021-10-19 22:03:38Amante POV
“She must be in the garden, Master Amante.”
The servant ushered me at the end of the hallway leading to the door outside, where she claimed Allyssa might be. I have been looking for her since she romped her way out of the room, agitated obviously by my foolish reaction.
Well, what should my reaction be?
I was stupefied, petrified even, of all the things her family had shown me. She does not know how baffled I was.
I have to find her. One thing’s clear in my mind right now. She was my destined mate. We were bound by the Moon Goddess. Our fate has been decided and we shall abide.
She might have rejected me as her mate, but I never accepted it yet. It was invalid. And I intend to forgive her, I meant, her to forgive and take me back.
My supernatural sense of sme
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