Grace's POV

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This time, I went into a shock. I never thought he would mishandle me like this. Zayden had never raised his hand on me, let alone manhandling! But instead of feeling scared of this man, I was fuming in anger.

I was brought back from my shocked state by a jerk on my head as he pulled my hair to make me look at him.

'Then you should be, Grace. Because I am not like your mate. Who would follow you like a love-sick puppy? Get that in your little head. ...