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His eyes were on me, but he wasn't speaking.
     “Gerald?” I touched his hand. “You have something to tell me?”
     All he said was “I understand.”
     But I felt the need to speak out. Guilt was building up in me, filling me up like a cup that was ready to overflow with water. His consistent look at me couldn't let me have a moment of peace.
     “Actually… Andrea and Raguel… They tricked me into spending a private time with Amon.” It was hard for me to maintain my flow of words, and I took in breaths. “I didn't realize he would try to seduce me.”
     My hands were rubbing against each other, the sweat forming on my palms acted as lubricant.
     But Gerald's expression did not change. “That's not a big issue on ground.” He shook his head about three times. “You have something that belongs to Amon.”
     Something that belonged to Amon? What if he knew I was pregnant with Amon's child?

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Was it all about love or the mate bond?
     My lover, Amon, had left me for a girl he claimed was his fated mate, and I was torn apart, feeling like there was no life without him.
     In just a month, I met Gerald, the Alpha of another pack, and he turned out to be my mate. But then, I was pregnant with Amon’s child.
     I had decided to keep my pregnancy a secret because of the rule of my pack, and Amon was never aware of it. Gerald marked me without a hint of it, but things turned crazy when Amon showed up in secret, claiming he loved me.
     I was conflicted, but there was more to Gerald that I didn't know. Everyone around me was hinting vague things about him that they weren't certain of.
     Well, whatever it was, I was going to accept it as part of my fate.

Leah's Fate

I was still standing at the doorpost, facing outside the hall as I processed Logan's offer in my mind. Well, maybe I should understand more about myself, I thought. But that didn't stop the bit of confusion I already felt.

"Are you ready for it?" Logan asked, walking closer to the door.

My eyes looked at Kate as though she should make the decision for me, but she was acting as though she hadn't heard a bit of the discussion Logan was having with me.

"Are you alright?" I asked her just because I wanted to hear her speak, and to sense her intention from her voice.

"I'm perfect." She let out a smile that was too obvious to me as fake.

It was better she didn't find fault, or throw a bad mood at me, and in that way, I could start a long explanation to her without her having a preconceived notion.

Using the mirror again