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DESIRE OVER ANGER

Ayala, her face purple, slapped her hand down hard on the table. "That's it. Out. I want you out. Now."

When Freya just stared at her, Ayala growled out, "I. Want. You. Out."

Freya held up her index finger. "Just give me a second. Attempting to give a fuck...Attempting harder to give a fuck...Sorry, there was an error. Fuck not given."

Both women looked up as Dante and Theo walked in and skidded to a halt.

Freya found her mouth curving at their nervous looks. Obviously, they had guessed Ayala would be like this. Freya's wolf settled a little as she picked up her mate's scent. "Aww, Dante, you didn't tell me your grandmother was such a kind, delightful soul. Just like the great of your pack."

Dante was surprised by Freya's smile. Clearly, she was holding up just fine against Ayala.

"You really want this harlot as a mate?"

"Watch it, Ayala," Dante cautioned in a low voice.

"I don't have to be polite to her. She's nothing but a whore!"

"You sure like to repeat yourself, don't you, woman,
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Georgia Ann Patterson
Dante is talking her, “she was her true mate.” Shouldn’t it be “his true mate”?
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