39. Truth

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We are in our room and I am rubbing my face. I am not tired, I just woke up and I want to see my mate.  “You had problems with the royals?” I growl. She does not falter under my growl and she only narrows her eyes.  “Yes” She does not say anything more and I know she is just pissing me off because I growled at her.  “Elaborate please mother” Sebastian takes one for the team.  She looks from me to him and a smile comes on her face, she puts one hand on his upper arm but then she walks to a lounge chair and sits down with her whiskey.  “It was just some sick man that thought he could make me into his mate, but I was already mated with your father so he kidn*pped me. After a few days of torturing me, your father finally found me and took me away. However, he did not kill him”  I growl

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