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Jordan's Pov

It's been a week since I last saw my mate, a whe damn week. My body was craving with need that's becoming too intense. Just a few more days before the Luna ceremony, can I wait that long? Sigh.

It's 2 in the morning, when I entered our room, she was laying on the bed. Closing the door quietly, in order not to wake her up.

Sitting down carefully beside her, her hair was sprawled out across her shoulder, on the bed, on the pillow. Her lips were parted–I've been dying to taste them again.

I don't want to wake her up but I have to. I desperately want to hold her, speak to her, admire her.

My hand reaches up to push the locks of hair that's covering her face, I gently cup her face, she grunt.

"Hey baby," I whisper, shaking her arms gently.

She grunts again, squirm a little, slowly opening her eyes. They flicker around the room before landing on mine. I smiled, she sat up immediately. "Jordan?" She says, confused, her voice coming out croaky.

"Hey," my eyes roam around
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