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Mason I ran a hand thru my hair, messing it up. I must focus on the job ahead and keep under lock my thoughts about my Little Luna. Work, work, work. I must work and fill my head with more work! But my wolf complained like a pup. Jax is not himself today, his mood swings are killing me. I passed the pages of the recruit's files on my desk… name, last name, skill, rank, potential… Potential… I sighed, looking at the photo on my desk. Amelie… My Luna, my future. It was our picture from a day at the beach with our pup. I chuckled, remembering how we played on the beach of Saint Isabella and my thoughts drifted away to Amelie's laugh and her full lips on mine. Then I remembered the way my mate ran, moved, and even breathed when she is sleeping. Jax placed in my head how her chest rose