For over three years, I’ve had the same dream about the same woman. She’s beautiful beyond compare, with eyes of icy blue, the whitest teeth I’ve ever seen, tanned skin, and long brown hair. She’s my mate, yet I’ve never met her in real life.One night, when I was fifteen, I fell asleep as usual, only to have the strangest dream. I met a woman who shot me the most beautiful smile. I told her my name, and she gave me hers, but we couldn’t speak our surnames or pack names. Each time we tried, it was as if our hearing had stopped working. It was strange, but it was a dream, so it didn’t matter.Every night I dreamed of this woman named River. I felt myself falling for her a little more each night. Then one night, River began to cry, and I didn’t understand why.Hadn’t we been having the best time?Didn’t she feel the way I felt?No, it couldn’t be that because I knew River loved me. The way she looked at me, kissed me, and even just cuddling with me proved that.I touched River’s beautifu
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