Is everything okay?" Asher asked gently, placing down the coffee mug. For some reason, it felt cold."Well, it’s snowing… is that alright?" Imogen asked, and Asher chuckled. They were a summer pack—born and raised in warm places, not the cold. Snow had never touched their land except once, years ago, but staring out the window now, he froze."Well, this is unexpected," Asher murmured, but his wolf had other thoughts. It’s cold and cozy. I miss our mate. I want to spend time with her, his wolf whispered, and a smile curled on his lips."Well, it’s fine weather," he added softly, taking two large steps toward her. He missed her deeply. They hardly had time together anymore—she was always away, distant."Really nice weather," he whispered in a happy tone as he hugged her from behind, making her shiver."Huh?" she muttered in shock, glancing down at his hands that were tightly but gently wrapped around her waist. Her heart skipped, beating wildly. Warmth and coldness rushed through her al
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