Winter's Awakening
But my mind wasn't on enchanted tales or ancient wisdom; no, it was trapped in the unyielding orbit of Aaron and those electrifying moments we shared during training.
Pulling a book on wild animals from the shelf, I settled into a worn leather chair, hoping it would distract my thoughts, even if just for a little while. As I flipped through the pages, I read about polar bears—their anatomy, behaviors, and how they dominate their icy habitats. Each vivid description made my heart race, creating an undeniable connection within me. Their strength, their intensity with their mates—everything felt all too familiar, triggering sharp awareness whenever I thought of Aaron. It was frustrating how a s
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