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... d this Chapter. It hits differently when the lyrics whisper through your soul and the lights are low.
~Hazel’s POV~
The dim room was stained in amber hues from the low-hanging chandelier, casting golden ripples over the walls like candlelit secrets. The smell of old whiskey danced faintly in the air, mixing with his smoky, masculine, Caspian scent.
His eyes met mine, deep and dark, and already glowing faintly, like he was battling to keep his wolf at bay ...
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