The weeks following Devon’s miraculous recovery felt like a whirlwind. The pack had started to settle into its usual routines, but there was still a buzz surrounding Devon and Chanel. Their bond was growing stronger, and while they tried to keep things low-key, it was clear to anyone who saw them that they were inseparable.
Devon leaned against the bleachers after basketball practice, wiping sweat from his brow. His teammates were laughing and packing up their gear, but his focus was entirely on Chanel, who sat in the stands with a book resting on her lap.
“Hey, bookworm,” Devon called as he made his way over to her, his grin widening as she looked up.
Chanel raised an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Hey, jock. Done pretending you’re better than everyone on the court?”
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