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Well-rounded Techie
P.S. You're My Mate Novel SynopsisGRACE
I still remember the day I found my mate. The way he smelt was as fresh as the forest floor. The way his sandy blonde hair was always tied in a man bun.
His blue eyes sparkled like the ripples in the ocean catching the glare of the sun.
He was a pack warrior, his years of fighting took their toll on him, leaving him with a slightly crooked nose and a red scar that decorated his left cheek.
The scar never healed thanks to the silver used to create it.
He was pure muscle, hard, and perfect. His 6'3 height towered over my 5'2 but it was perfect. We fitted perfectly together.
We shared so many likes and we shared the same dislikes which made it so much easier for us to get along.
It was a bonus that we belonged to the same pack: Silver Dawn.
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