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“As long as you don’t post them on Facebook, I’m good with it,” he said with a grin.

“Could you feel my magic when you were in your polar bear form?” she asked.

“Not really. How about you?”

“It was there, but much less,” she said. “More like a small stream of magic instead of an ocean of magic.”

“Weird,” he said.

“Magic isn’t as effective on you when you’re in your shifter form, so it makes sense. As much as magic can make sense,” Cece said.

They stared at each other for a moment before she said, “I love you.”

“I love you too. Will you come to Alaska with me?” he asked.

She stared at him in surprise, her body stiffening against him. “What?”

“I know it’s a lot to ask, and you’ll be meeting my entire family and probably half the town, but I want you to be there with me. I want you to meet Brooke and my parents, and I want them to meet my mate. We don’t even have to go for the entire two weeks. They’ll understand if we’re only there for a week.”

“Holy crap,” she said.

“What?”

“That’s the most you’ve ever said to me at once.”

She grinned when his cheeks reddened and gave him a quick kiss. “That’s not a bad thing, honey.”

“What do you think? Will you go with me?” he asked.

“I would love to,” she said.

“Seriously?”

“Did you think I wouldn’t?” she asked.

“It’s a lot,” he said. “My family are amazing, but they can be a bit pushy when it comes to getting to know someone, and they’ll have lots of questions for the woman who’s my mate.”

“I’m fine with it. Will it upset them that I’m human?” Cece asked.

“No. They won’t care about that,” he said. “But my mom will probably have so many questions for you about humans.”

Cece laughed. “I’m good with that.”

He suddenly picked her up, hugging her fiercely. “Thank you, my mate.”

She kissed him. “I should be thanking you. I was so sad thinking I would be separated from you for two weeks. I couldn’t stand the idea of being apart from you.”

“And it’s not just because of the magic thing,” she added hastily.

“I know. I feel the same way. Although the magic is pretty great,” he said.

She laughed. “It really is.”

She patted him on the back. “Okay, put me down. I need to check flight prices to Alaska and see if the potions I made for Charissa this week will be enough to cover bills and a flight there. If it isn’t, I might have to -”

“I’m paying for your ticket,” he said.

“What? No, that’s not -”