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1 " arms. “Damn straight. I’m not leaving my mate alone "
― , Coven (Elise Michaels, #1)
2 " pains that were a product of her understanding and becoming what she was born to be. He’s the storybook version of the prince in Cinderella on steroids; people feared him in a way they hadn’t any King before him. The incident awhile back, where he had literally ripped a vampire in half while on quest to find the one who’d captured Anna, had spread like wildfire through the kingdom. Not that I could take total credit for the story getting around; there were others who enjoyed telling the events far more than I did, but not by much. Torch, the new King "
3 " aside. Not that any of that even mattered now. If Anna wanted me to do this, then I would. Anna is not only my paired warrior, she is the last female warrior of our race, Queen of the Nephilim, and more importantly, my dearest friend. She would never ask this of me if it weren’t absolutely necessary. I looked into the brilliant green eyes of my best friend; she appeared as conflicted as I felt as she ran her fingers through her "