His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect

Chapter 72

Chapter 72

Even though Micah was half burned to death, with burn wounds littering both his skin and muscles, he still wanted to try one last time to reach her using his voice alone,

The girl indeed asked him to mark herself several times. But now, she was definitely not herself.

And even though he only decided to mark her at this moment to save herself from her, there was still this nagging feeling at the back of his mind that he was doing it while she wasn’t aware of him doing it.

However, when the girl didn’t respond even after him literally shaking her body while yelling into her face, the King could only go through his initial plan.

For one thing, she couldn’t even feel herself getting burned by the fire around her, even though it was created by herself, while he wasn’t in a position to waste too much time trying things that wouldn’t help her in any way.

After all, he didn’t know if her power would burst even more profoundly, which would only cause her and the others more harm.

So after calling her one last time, he bit her neck with no hesitation, causing the girl to shriek hysterically.

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The moment Micah’s teeth sunk into her neck, an ear piercing scream left Abby’s lips as she tried to push the King from her as quickly as possible.

The pain she felt was too immeasurable for her while her mate wouldn’t let matter what.

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As if mirroring her agony, the fire around her raved even harder, leaving even Mirella to suffer the brunt as the witch couldn’t help but feel like she was being tossed around in a frying pan. Literally.

The harder the girl screamed, the harsher her flames burned.

After all, the pain shot through her veins like a powerful impulse, as if lightning struck her nerve endings, causing her to let out shrill screams that left Micah’s ears ringing.

Not only Micah, even Mirella and the others felt like their ears would start

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Chapter 72

as the girl kept screaming at the top of her

acute, she could cross her

resurfaced to the forefront of her consciousness, bad ones

was as if pouring salt on her

stress to her plate, that was already overflowing

as it replayed every little grievance she ever

stress.

from when she was a child, the

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just nine years old, to every abuse

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her ever inflicted

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started in

a vessel of negative emotions, as fear, loneliness, hatred and also longing surged through

her

by her own father and being abused

as she hated herself for

for love she wasn’t able to feel for

several other

suffocated by everyt

around

hered

battered mind

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in the marking her, even he could clearly

and the experience

emotions coursing through his

would never

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