Chapter 8 Mating Night (5)

Sybil’s POV

My brain lagged for a moment.

“Mmm!”

I shoved Hunter as hard as I could.

It was like pushing a mountain.

His chest didn’t budge.

Rage and humiliation flared hot in my veins.

Oh, hell no. If he thinks I’m weak, I’ll show him I’m not!

I planted my foot, twisted my hips, and drove m...

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