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17

Yaroslav

The dawn rays had just touched the horizon outside the window when I woke up. We fell asleep in the living room among scattered pillows, covered with a blanket. Ian held me tightly in his arms, allowing me to wrap my arms around him and throw my leg on top.

She smiled involuntarily. I've never woken up like this before. Rinat always slept on the opposite side of the bed, for fear of crushing me in his sleep with his weight.

The measured breathing of a sleeping werewolf, the heat of his body, the serenity in his stern features - the alpha of the black wolves at that moment looked completely different than usual. There was no that constant grin of his inveterate “I am Mr. Alpha, and you will obey me, because you simply have no choice,” which was so infuriating and plunged me into a stupor every time he looked at me.

And yesterday...

I don't even know what it was.

A new game whose rules I haven’t yet understood?

Or something else...

For some time she just lay there admiring the
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