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Then he suddenly lifts me up on his shoulders, my legs draped over his chest. I smile down at him. He looks up at me. I howl like I found my mate, and he clasps the side of my face, the one with the long, old scar. And my wolf—he kisses me.
Some Kind of Perfect (Calloway Sisters #5)
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