Ferrara
I spaced out for a moment, but managed to put on a pensive smile. She stared at me, her eyes fierce, a flicker of defiance in them. “Pet, I thought I mentioned that I'm not her Maker? My relationship with Angel was rocky and toxic at best. I don't know why you always bring her up whenever we discuss.”
That was a lie. I very well knew why Seline couldn't stop talking about my mate. She felt threatened. She felt intimidated. Somehow, within the past few weeks, my pet had learnt more about me and had grown strong feelings. Feelings she fought to resist but failed over and over. “Oh,” her shoulders sagged as she lowered her face. “Well, it's nothing much. I just wanted — ”
“It's okay,” I chuckled, adjusting her hips on my groin. “I get it. You just love to compare.”
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