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MIRABEL POV. Noah leaned in so close I could feel his breath against my skin—soft, fresh, and far too tempting. His hand brushed my cheek, holding me like I was something fragile. His blue eyes locked on mine, and I swear, it took everything in me not to lean into him like a lovesick fool. “I swallowed hard, pressing my palms against his chest. “This place is awfully tight. Think you can shift back a little?” Noah did not budge. If anything, he leaned closer, like a flame drawn to kindling. My body betrayed me, my wolf practically howling to pull him closer, to close the unbearable distance between us. His eyes went to my lips, and I knew he was thinking the same thing. “I want you,” he murmured, sending a shiver straight down my spine. My head jerked up, my face burning up. “Uh…what