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"That's enough!" Ashton growled, grabbing my wrists and pinning them against the seat. I flinched, my heart thudding against my chest. It was probably the millionth time I'd attempted to jump off the car, because even dying instantly would be better than going anywhere with him. Besides, I had a feeling I wouldn't die. I mean, I was a Superior now.
Ashton no longer wanted me as his mate, because either he couldn't anymore, or the certainty of me being a Superior had taken away the one thing that he thought was special about me. The one thing about me that would help him look like a good King, uniting the two classes of men. He'd told me that by sleeping with Allister, the man I loved and cared for with all my heart, I had practically rejected him, in Superior terms. He had stopped
