Oh. My. God. They were mine? My mates from the match.
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Yet standing before us, wide eyed and clearly attracted to her mates, just as we were affected by her, she was afraid of us
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Our little mate seemed to be a force all her own, strong and stubborn and a little wild. But now, seeing her vulnerable, her eyes haunted, her small body weak, every protective instinct I had roared to life.