The Mute Mate

The Mute Mate

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Her fathers snores rumbled within the house but soon quieted as he awoke from his slumber. Abigail held the blanket closer to her and hid under it as her door was opened. Her wooden floor creaked under the pressure of his feet. A loud sigh went through the room and her father left the room before closing the door. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Nothing? No yelling or screaming? No slaps or punches? Nothing. It seems that her father was in one of his moods again. Upset about his wife who had died in a car when Abigail was just a baby. The next morning they would both be moving again to a small town in Wisconsin, US. New school. New people. New place. But one thing will never change... no talking. Ever. She would have to stay away from everyone.
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"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

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