Chapter 0779 I just stare at my mate, my mouth hanging open and my eyes going wide as I suddenly realize why his features were so familiar.

because...

Suddenly, his familiar face makes sense. My mind flashes to the meeting at Midwinter, when the Atalaxians declared war - to Ben's mate, and the flare of connection between us -

Because - I mean, this isn't him- but his face...

They're nearly identical. Which means...this man...a Prince of Atalaxia...

"Yes," he murmurs, smirking as he sees my recognition before turning away from me now and keeping a

hand tight on the back of my neck like a wayward pup. "You'll be quite the prize, Princess."

He shoves, then, hard and I go stumbling forward towards -

Towards a little electric cart or something that's right in front of me. I blink at it, wondering how of all absurd things... that got here. And what-

But then I gasp, realizing that he's taking me away. That I'm being taken somewhere else. And that if I want to go home

I groan, closing my eyes, again calling on that dark power, demanding to return to the battlefield, to my true mate and my brother and my uncle

But nothing happens. Of course it doesn't. The cuffs on my wrist hum with power.

man laughs, grabbing my arm

hard towards the seat. I stumble forward, my hands hitting the side of the cart hard,

grabbing me below the arms and lifting me, shoving hard to get

I shout, spinning, glaring up at him. "I'm not going anywhere with

suddenly, fast, a vial is in his hands. He pops it open, leaning towards me, aiming for my

and shove

me to the bottom of the vehicle and tilting the vial against my lips. "God damn it, drink, or I'll beat you, and

point he cuffs me, hard, across the head. I gasp in pain, which flares across my skull, and as I do he takes advantage, tilting

trying to spit

heady,

vision immediately begins to fade as I look

him, and still wish to make him burst into

murmurs, patting me hard against the

my consciousness fades, the last thing I remember is being lifted into

lost to this world too. This new

girl trotting eagerly before him. Jesse,

She doesn't respond.

and frustrated, before he stops and putting his hands on his hips.

turns, frowning

your house was

exhausted and thirsty and

Jesse, you're so funny," she sighs, turning back around and

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