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𝑳 𝑰 𝑭 𝑬 𝑷 𝑨 𝑻 𝑯 ❝ 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 ❞
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ㅤ𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇,Ariadne jumped up to the attic to follow her mate. She never really found it necessary to find a mate, considering herself fine and functioning without one. But she never thought she'd meet hers when she's—quite literally—about to meet Death.
As she landed, her eyes were quick to meet with Alistair's, his red eyes meeting hers so intensely that she almost turned away. The man hummed at the sight of her, his lips lifting up into a smirk, before deciding to walk up to her like a predator to his prey.
Ariadne took a deep unneeded breath at his actions. She cleared her throat before speaking. "So..."
Alistair chuckled, stopping about a foot away from her. "So. You're my mate."
"You sound unimpressed," Ariadne furrowed her brows.
"It's just so ironic that the person meant to make me feel alive is someone that I'm meeting right before I'm supposed to embark on this suicide mission," he clicked his tongue. "But I'm not unimpressed, darling, definitely not."
