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135. Not All the Way

~ RIG ~

We lay there together for a long time, dozing and holding each other. Breathing.

As Cara slipped in and out of sleep, I found myself watching her. My wife. My mate. Mine. I couldn’t quite breathe every time I thought about it. Letting my gaze trace the lines of her porcelain skin, her mussed hair, the hint of pink still in her cheeks… I was awed. She was really mine. Truly mine… well, mostly.

A niggling unease crept up underneath the joy.

The bond hadn’t completed. I was pretty sure.

I hadn’t had a bond before, so I couldn’t be certain. But I’d heard enough stories and jokes between the mated wolves to know that when it happened it was impossible to miss.

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