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Emmet smiled and squeezed my throat, bringing my attention to his face.

“I won’t because if anyone else hears those sexy little sounds you make when I’m loving on you, I’d have to kill them, Angel,” he growled, nipping my lower lip between his teeth.

I believed what he said.And I knew, deep down, it was wrong.But it was also so fucking hot.

Holy Shit.

It was official.I was a complete slut for my mate.

His kisses were my kryptonite.

I supposed that made it a good thing he was my real life Superman.

All mine.

Chapter Nineteen-Emmet

Tonight was the first night of Jezebel’s Holiday Film Festival and I knew my sweet mate was nervous.

She was already there, getting everything ready with George and his brothers, while I finished up work for the day.I was just stepping out of the shower, eager to be with her again when my mind started to wander.

Last night, Jezebel had her first meeting with Sherry Morgan-McAllister, and it’d been a good one.The drive to Maccon City was long, a little over three hours, but it was worth it.

The White Witch had been very helpful and knowledgeable about my mate’s gift.She gave her some expert advice and promised to be in touch.It was late by the time they finished chatting, so we wound up staying at the Macconwood Pack house overnight and driven back early this morning.

But last night, last night was different.It was special.

“Welcome to Maccon Manor,” Sherry said when we first arrived.

She was sitting on a rug in an all-white room with only a fire for light.Some candles were scattered about, but they were each glowing with different color flames and didn’t do much to brighten the place.

There was something ethereal about her presence, but my Wolf was on high alert.

Rafe Maccon was away on business with his family, and Seff had been the one to answer the door.The Pack Beta then introduced his mate, the Morrigan, who was just as eager to meet Jezebel as my mate was nervous.

“Please sit,” Sherry said, gesturing to the floor in front of her..

“Should I go?”I whispered, looking at Seff.The Beta Wolf smiled and took a seat beside his wife.

“Actually, I believe we all play a part tonight,” he said, and I followed suit, sitting beside my Jezebel.

“You have a very special aura, Jezebel.Are you sure there are not Witches in your family line?”Sherry asked.

“Um, I don’t think so,” Jezebel replied.

She was wringing her hands in her lap and biting her lip.Demon snarled and Seff’s eyes jerked to mine, but I ignored him and placed my hand on her thigh, hoping to calm her.

“You’re very attuned to your mate’s feelings,” Sherry observed, but I did not answer because what was the point?

I was attuned to Jezebel’s feelings.

“That is good.She will need your help.Now, can you explain, Jezebel, what happened to you the other day?”

I braced myself as my Angel told us how she’d been met with a mob of angry shades outside her home.How they’d never attacked like that before and how she’d felt terrified, frozen in fear, and then devastated at the prospect of dying.

“Fuck,” I growled, wrapping both arms around her and pressing my face to her neck just to breathe her in.

Her scent wrapped around me, growing stronger as she soothed me with her hands on my arms.

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