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I knew she was another man's mate, but he was either going to have to fight me to the death for her, or the moon was going to have to make room for another match in her life. Because I wasn't going to let my wild girl go. Even if every celestial being in the sky commanded it. I’d fight them all with teeth and fists and claws to keep her.
But what if I didn't have to? What if I could tell him where he could find me once I was out of here so that he could come looking if he wanted to when I was gone? I mean, I still hated him, but I had to admit something had changed between us and as strange as it was, I didn’t like the idea of never seeing him again.
But before I could open my mouth, the Mess Hall doors opened and Officer Nichols escorted Gustard into the room, making my gut drop like a fucking stone. I looked back to Rosalie whose face paled as he was released into the masses, straightening his sleeve where the guard had been holding him before throwing a broad smile at my mate.
"I love you, Rosa. I love you in all the ways I thought I shouldn't and I'm sick of being afraid of that. I'm sick of wanting you and not having you. Of needing you and not owning you. I meant it when I said I wanted to run away to a desert island with you. But I'd stay in Darkmore for the rest of my life if this was the only place where you were too."