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Luna POV

I stare at the box, hesitating, but eventually reach for the note attached to it.

Happy Birthday. I hope this cheers you up. You looked rather frustrated this morning.

I feel a chill crawl down my spine. He saw me this morning? I untie the bow with shaky hands, pulling open the lid. My eyes widen in shock. Inside the box, curled up on a small blanket, is a puppy. A real, live puppy. I reach in cautiously, and the tiny creature stirs, blinking up at me. Relief washes over me—it’s alive.

Damn this man. My emotions are a mess. Part of me wants to smile and melt at the sight of the little thing, but the other part of me screams that this is so wrong. I can’t enjoy a gift from my stalker, even if it’s an adorable puppy. But as I hold the small bundle of fur, I can’t help but soften.

I lift the collar and check the tag. Little Bear. He named it Little Bear? I let out a short, surprised laugh despite myself. “So, Little Bear, any chance you can talk and tell me who my stalker is?” I
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