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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - PEACE

Jayla

"Chase." I whisper the name of my mate's wolf again and again.

He howls in approval and starts moving his head against my hand which is presently stroking his fur. I smile, cup his snout with both of my hands and bring his face near mine.

Chase is a beautiful wolf. Probably the most beautiful wolf I have ever met in my life. His fur is rich and soft to the touch. He is a pure black wolf. The only of other color he has on his fur is a small patch of brown behind his right ear, which is really adorable. It is like a wolf birthmark.

Chase is tall. A bit taller than me even, and absolutely huge. So much that it makes me feel a bit intimidated. I wonder how my wolf would look like. I am sure she would be much smaller because I am in a lower rank than he is.

His greenish-gold eyes sparkle in the moonlight and it's hard not to get lost in them. They are so icy. It's like going on a holiday to Korea and skiing in snow. It's refreshing and at the same time, enthralling.

It is dark by now
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