THE BURNT FACE LUNA
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When I popped back up, shaking my wet hair out of my face, the air was thick with the scent of fruits, salt, and way too many pheromones.
Aarnold, our lovable bear shifter, was currently trying to see how long he could hold his breath. His massive head disappeared under the surface with a loud, clumsy splash that drenched half the shore. We all waited in silence until, suddenly, he shot back up like a cannonball. But he wasn't alone.
A woman with skin the color of moonlit pearls and hair that drifted around her like shimmering, iridescent seaweed was clinging to his shoulders like he was a piece of driftwood. She was curvy, with large, glowing eyes that seemed to hold the secrets of the deep
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