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It was a beautiful girl. She had short, shoulder-length blonde hair that framed her flawless, tanned skin. Her eyes, an astonishingly bright green, were accompanied by full, pink lips, high cheekbones, and a straight nose.
She was skinny, but had curves in all the right places. Her clothes consisted of tight, black jeans, that conformed to her long, never ending legs. And she was wearing a white, tight tank top that showed off her sizable chest and revealed a little bit of cleavage.
All in all, she was perfect.
The only thing that dampened her beauty was the nasty glare she had that was being directed at me.
I ducked my head down, shrinking back into my chair in fear.
After almost a minute passed before she turned her icy look onto Liam.
"What the hell Liam?! Why didn't you tell me you found your mate? And why does she look like that?!" She practically yelled at him. The last bit she said while looking at me.
"She is my mate. Her name is Grace. And what do you mean 'why does she look like that'?" He asked, an irritated look on his face.
"Why does she look so," she paused, searching for the word,"sick?"
He did not take kindly to those words.
"She looks perfect just the way she is," he roared,"she was abused and raped, and if you're going to talk shit about her then the door is right there. She is your Luna, sister to the alpha or not, and you willnot disrespect her! Do you understand?!"
I was off the stool, cowering in the doorway, ready to bolt, while the girl just bowed her head in submission.
"Yes Alpha," she muttered.
He turned to me, his eyes black with rage still. It was a frightening sight.
I gave a small squeak, and took off back up the stairs with my mate hot on my heels.
With tears streaming down my cheeks, I reached the bedroom I originally found myself in, and promptly slammed and locked the door in his face. I slid down the wall next to it, and put my head between my knees, with my hands squeezed over my ears.