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Chapter 102; The day of the Winter Ball.

The Winter Ball, one of the most significant celebrations of the werewolf world. It was simply a night dedicated to the Moon Goddess. It was a night for everyone – both young and old, wealthy and poor, nobles and peasants – to come together and acknowledge the goodness of their creator over their lives.

It was always hosted by different packs on different years. And this year, it was Cresthowl pack that was to host it.

Today was the day.

She gave herself in as her tongue battled with his. Their breaths hitched and their hands roamed all over their bodies. They were desperately in need of more of each other.

Regan's hand cuped her face, holding her like he owned her. His hand slid downward to her neck. His kisses followed. He issed the nape of her neck, sending shivers skittering down Ivorie's spine.

His lips found the special spot on her neck and he patted his lips ever so slightly and kissed it.

Ivorie arched her head backwards as a soft moan escaped her lips. Her mouth remained op
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