EmmaMate pull….“There are a few things I should explain,” Devon says. His voice is different, softer, and I look at him for a moment, admiring the way the delicate flakes of silver glisten in his bright green eyes. I’d never noticed the silver before I’d seen him in his wolf form. He smiles, and I realized my gaze has lingered a bit too long. A flush of heat creeps up my cheeks.“Mate pull,” I say out loud, repeating the phrase he’d said before.“You feel it, too,” he says. It’s a statement that seems like a question, so I nod. I’ve never heard the phrase before, but somewhere deep inside, I feel its meaning. He smiles again and takes my hand, joining me on the overstuffed sofa. His body radiates warmth, and that impossible mix of pine needles, coconut, and strawberry scents make me draw closer to him. Our thighs touch, and my eyes move down to his muscular legs until I sense his arm wrap around me, and then I raise my head.Our eyes met then, and I don’t even remember how our
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