Chapter 122 122. THE SCENT OF US

SERAPHINA 

Slowly, I shifted into my white wolf.

His wolf stared at me. Still. Intense. Almost reverent. My heart raced. He’d seen my wolf before, so why was he looking at me like that now?

Stop staring…

“Let’s go,” he gestured with a nod, letting me walk ahead.

We ran together. At first just a...

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