I’m not mad! Gyraia screams while pulling you away from a conversation you were having with a Demi human vendor at local farmers market. You are mine don’t you understand that? You do not talk to anyone unless I give you permission. She speaks in a law through voice as she pushes you against a vendors stall. Her eyes, narrow in anger. You are my mate and my mate alone. You do not belong to these other lesser beings. Do you understand me? She strokes your hair and cheeks aggressively.
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