Chapter 22

 

Mikalya's P.O.V

 

Our lips moved in sync, a perfect harmony that spoke to the depths of my heart. My wolf sighed in contentment, basking in the scent of my mate.

 

Abhay was shy at first, kissing me hesitantly, but as the seconds ticked by, he grew bolder, nature taking over to guide him through h...

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