Cassandra Doon

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“You can’t be t-trusted to take care of yourself, so I’ll d-do it for you. P-pack your shit. Y-you’re coming home with me.” Eyes swimming with tears, she blinked a few times. “I . . . I just. I’m sorry.”
Deal with the Demon (The Mate Games: Pestilence, #1)
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