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I trail off, examining her emotions that mingle with my own, so I don’t know which are hers and which are my own.
“Happy, she feels happy,” Dillon says and I nod.
Archie completes his purchase and we leave the shop, all of us moving to the nearest bench without a word. We all need to sit and process for a moment.
We all start to relax as Harper does. She is blissed out, content, and full of warm fuzzy feelings that I think may be love.
“This is crazy,” Archie breathes.
I feel something coming from him, something I recognise. His wolf is close. I’ll bet he has his first shift by the end of the day. Dillon gives me a knowing look and I nod. He feels it too.
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