Raul's screams didn't stop the venom coming from the lowermost trench of Jasmine's stomach, it was even accentuated. The ambivalence of It was that Jasmine wasn't the regulator of the force. It was the baby in her womb.Jealousy flocked in his heart, as unborn as he was, he was still the danger, hegemony, and possession of his mate and the only person he had loved.Kyle grabbed Raul's neck in such a way he knew he couldn't survive, even if he did, he would spend half of his remaining life, bedridden. He could forever regret the way he wanted to backbite him, daring his mate.Raul was now above the floor, mouth dipped of foams, tongue sprouting out and his hands were up in the air as a form of surrender. His eyes were so red as a form of suffocation. His eyes were swirling as if the earth rotated on its own. Everything in Jasmine's room became two, the cabinet, bed, dressing table, and more.The feeling of being drained over obscured him, like a person drowning inside the blue sea, fee
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