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Ronan's arms tighten around her as she relaxes completely into his arms.

One second, she's fire-wild, burning, pressing against him with that raw, untamed energy that made even his wolf stir. The next, she collapses, her limbs going limp, her head lolling forward onto his shoulder.

“Adeline?” he breathes, his voice rough from the aftermath of her kiss.

No answer. Only the sound of her shallow breathing against his neck.

His wolf, which stirred like a storm under his skin ...