Death

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Riley POV My mark from Bailey has a line through it now and his mark, his disgusting stain is on me now. The pain is gone, but the reminder of what he's done to me, to what he's done to my mate bond with Bailey remains. I touch my neck absently, trying to give Tiana a reassuring smile as she sobs in her cage opposite. There's no sign of Jaxon, something I am grateful for, although part of me wonders where he is and what he's doing. Something tells me he's not about to stop with just marking me and my stomach churns at what other indecency he might attempt, my hand subtly caressing my stomach as I attempt over and over again to reach my wolf without success and the siren part of me and hear nothing but silence in return. "These cursed collars," Marigold said, screwing her face up "With t

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