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Mission clear. Find her, mate her, bring her back. Well, I found her - sort of. The mate I thought was mine turned out to be the pain in the ass assassin they sent to kill her and me if my mission failed. I refuse to call this failure. For in it I have found Giselle. My true mate

Problem: She’s dying. Her words, not mine. I refuse, like this mission failure, to believe she’s going to die. That is not an option, for me or my tiger.

Confused yet? It will all become clear very soon. And when it does, Giselle will be here to see it. After all, I promised.

Now - How to make that happen….