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Brook’s entire being rebelled at the thought of going into the pack’s forest, but Kyle’s calm tone and the serenity in his eyes assured her of his confidence on the matter. Without even realising it, she’d stopped fighting with his fingers as he undid her buttons, though the distraction of his lips against hers might have been a contributing factor in that.
Kyle worked the linen of her shirt until it slid along her arms and fell to the ground. As Brook reached up and tugged at the buttons of his, he grinned against her lips, his mood vastly altered from his earlier sombreness.
She’d been to blame for that, though, hadn’t she? Burden eased, from having shared her problems, she’d been left tangibly more relaxed herself. She could not believe she’d considered keeping it to herself, coul
