DECLANI'm lying on my back in a field somewhere outside pack territory, the grass soft beneath me and the sky impossibly blue overhead. Spring. Everything smells green and alive, and there's a breeze carrying the scent of wildflowers.Aria is beside me, curled into my side with her head on my chest. Her hair is loose, spilling across my shoulder in waves that catch the light. I can feel her breathing, steady and peaceful, and my arm is wrapped around her like it belongs there.We've been laughing about something. She doubles over, gasping for breath between giggles, her eyes bright and unguarded. I pull her down onto the grass and she comes willingly, fitting against me.No one knows we're here. That's the best part. Out here, away from the pack, away from the whispers and the judgment, we'r
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