His Forsaken Mate's Ultimate Cold Awakening

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the crude, bloody piece of wood strapped to my left wrist, all the color drained from his face.

hority that stopped him in his tracks. I looked at the servant.

una only ordered us to cure your feve

back down and closing my eyes. "Tell Gene

h a failure while Leo was currently setting fire to the curtains, gritted his teeth and l

re neat rows of glass vials and dried, incredib

. pure Silver-leaf extract? And Blood-root? Madam, these are master-

de you," I

p them in hot water, creating a potent, emerald-green draft. Then, I guided him to carefully re-set my b

ly using my bandaged left hand. I ate slowly, methodically, letting the war

broke, and the swelling on my head subsided. The Hayes bloodline might no

y. The moment I looked "useful

avy oak door was kicked open so violentl

fury and exhaustion. His usually impeccable hair was a mess, and dar

butterfly, was Bianca. She looked equally dishe

the bad woman fix my toys!" Leo screamed, stompi

washed her hands of the boy, dumping him on Julian, who had zero clue

by the window, dressed in a simple white gown, bathed in the pal

tling the windows. "How long are you

eyes were as calm and still as

d of the fear or desperate pleadi

ing your leisure, and you ask me what act?!" Julian laughe

ide, pitiful eyes, though her voice held a desperate edge. "Sister Elara, I know you're angry that Julian invited me to

manipulative act would have sent m

d at her bite mark,

cher, I have officially resigned from caring for the young master. I am clearly too 'vicious' and 'barre

ale. She hated children, especially Rosali

snapping. He pointed a long, commanding finger at me. "I order you, by my absolute au