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... en seemed more relaxed. As we drove home, he took my hand and squeezed it gently.
"I have something I want to discuss with you," he said, his voice soft but serious.
"What is it?" I asked, curious about his tone.
"Since my parents died, I’ve never lived in the pack house. I couldn’t bring myself to enter it without..." he paused, searching for words. "Without my Luna. Without you."
My heart melted at his confession. "Oh, Draven."
"Carlos and some omega ser ...
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