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Autumn smoothed Jasper’s blanket, her fingers lingering as though tucking him in could ward off every shadow that threatened their fragile peace.
His chest rose and fell in steady rhythm, lashes dark against his soft cherub cheeks.
She bent low, pressing a kiss to his warm forehead. "Sleep well, little wolf," she whispered, her voice cracking into something almost prayerful.
When she straightened, her own breath left her in a long sigh.
Her shoulders sagge ...
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