with sand. He stares down at me, his face white with fury. And more. This beast that does not rattle is rattled. “Who is she?” I ask. I am no longer inside his head. It was hard to stay there. He didn’t want me there. He is very strong and cast me out. “I don’t know how you did that, but you will never do it again,” he snarls, and shakes me again. “Do you understand?” He bares his teeth. It excites me. “You preferred her to all others. Why? Did she mate better?” It makes no sense. I am a fine beast. He should hold me above all others. I am here. Now. She is gone. I do not know how I know it,
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