Finding Love (King series #1)
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I sniffed the room and the most intoxicating smell hit my senses with full force, never had I smelled something this addicting, not even the most delicious food can top this scent, it was so addicting, it smelt of newly cut grass mixed with the smell of the woods, it was pure bliss.
I moved towards the bed to see whose scent it belongs, I looked at him and my jaw almost dropped to the floor, he was gorgeous, beautiful, perfect, no words could describe this beauty in front of me, he had soft brown hair that makes my fingers twitch, aching for me to touch and run them through his hair, he had a perfect yet sharp jawline that can cut through anything. He looked so peaceful yet handsome at the same time as he slept.
I smiled at him before that smile faded and turned into a frown, a hand was wrapped around his neck that makes me feel so stupid for not noticing it earlier, I almost whimpered at the sight before I put my hand on my mouth to stop me and my wolf from howling in pain and dejection, I felt like crying, I felt like I was falling from the tallest building, I felt like my heart was torn out from my chest and no matter what I do, I cannot do anything so stop the pain
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