Mr. Wrong Is Mr. Right
His gaze was soft, and there was a gentle smile on his lips.
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On a midsummer day the following year, Casper and I held our bonding ceremony. We were about to begin the marking, the last step of the ceremony.
He leaned in close and teased, "My Luna, look carefully this time and don't mistake your mate again. If you mistake your Alpha a second time, I won't go easy on you."
That familiar, clean scent of him still made me feel dizzy with happiness, calm, and safe.
I leaned in mischievously to kiss him, then looked at him with unwavering certainty and said, "This time, I won't be mistaken. My mate is Casper Reed!"