Chapter 28
The world hadn’t quite settled after their kiss. Casey could still feel the imprint of Miles’s mouth on hers, warm and soft and impossibly grounding. Her breath came unevenly, her pulse racing in a way she couldn’t hide even if she tried. Miles hadn’t stepped back—not even an inch. He stayed right there, close enough that their foreheads almost touched, close enough that she could feel the heat rolling off him in waves. His eyes were still half‑lidded, pupils blown wide, his wolf hovering just beneath the surface. “Casey…” he breathed, voice rougher than she’d ever heard it. Her name sounded different on his lips now—like a confession, like a promise, like something he’d been holding back for far too long. Casey swallowed, her voice barely a whisper. “Miles…” That was all it took. S
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