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CLARA

“The Hunters and the Rogues have found a way to block the mate bonds and get rid of a mate mark," Beta Charles's voice ringed through my head as my hand clamped over my mate mark.

I felt my heart pounding painfully against my ribs. How could they possibly do that? What did this mean for every pair of mates? My breath came out in pants and I felt a light throbbing at the base of my neck.

I lightly heard Clive dismiss Amos and Beta Charles. Clive shifted me such that I was now straddling his lap. His hands cradled my cheeks and made me look into his piercing eyes.

"My little one, come on back. Don't be slipping away into your mind," he said and brought my face into his neck so I could breath in his intoxicating scent.

My fingers turned white from my gripping his shoulders and my shoulders shook as I tried to contain my fear. Clive gripped me tightly to his chest and soothed me.