The wolf reseated itself and Leargan’s gaze went back to her. His breath caught as he met her blue-green eyes. She was beautiful, a heart shaped face and high cheekbones. He smiled at the smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose. They gave her an air of innocence. She looked familiar but he couldn’t place her.
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