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It's Not a Contest!
Emory I’ve seen the mating process before, and it’s always fascinating to watch. The way they stare into each other’s eyes and that awareness they have of the other person in the room. It can be felt even before a shifter comes of age and meets their wolf. Years ago, when I met Kane for the first time, there was this pull between us neither of us could ignore. If Coit and Lydia had met earlier before either of them came of age, they likely would have felt a pull. It’s more subtle and becomes stronger after one meets their wolf. There’s a sense of rightness deep in our bones, telling us who is the other half of our soul. I didn't expect it to be a vampire I felt that pull to, but life can be funny like that. Things with Kane haven’t been easy, but I wouldn’t trade what we have for anyth
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