Lauren Dun

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“Our baby.” He takes my hand, weaves his fingers through mine, and rests his palm back on the slight swell. “Yours and mine.” His voice is awed. My wolf yawns in contentment. Finally, I’m cuddled in a den in my mate’s arms.
The Heir Apparent's Rejected Mate (Five Packs, #2)
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