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12 Yearning.
Deni I watch as Michaelson step back with his head bowed in submission. Haven’s body beside me feels like a furnace. His very heat radiates into me, making me feel warm and protected, like no one can touch me with him standing beside me. He so close. I don’t think I can handle him being this close. And the way the others are looking at us…. as if they know that… I step away from him, putting some distance between us. “We are happy you’re here, Haven,” Mina says walking up to welcome Haven officially. She places her hand on his shoulder, and he does the same to her. The others follow suit, welcoming him into the pack. Even Michaelson steps up, even though it is clear he doesn’t want to do it. We move outside where Mina has everything set up for the celebrations. Long picnic table
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