Chapter 48


    Chapter 48


    Luckily, I’d already thought about this.


    Now I just needed Harper to be so consumed by her mating ceremony preparations that she believed


    me.


    “I lost weight for your mating ceremony.”


    Harper frowned. “You’re practically skin and bones, love. Why are you still losing weight?!”


    I opened my mo uth to brush her off and tell her that I had stopped, but I was saved by one of the girls


    in the shoping over and ushering us toward the makeup counter to decide on our look for the day-


    of.


    After we finished at the dress shop and getting dresses and makeup decided on, the three of us went


    to the hotel for a final meeting with the mating ceremony coordinator. Since Harper wasn’t officially part


    of Damian’s pack until after they were mated, she hadn’t wanted to have their ceremony at his pack


    center. A hotel was neutral territory and it would make Harper feel morefortable.


    “Let me take you both out to dinner when I get off work.” Damian kissed Harper’s cheek as we exited


    the hotel.


    “I’d love that, babe,” Harper replied, standing on her tiptoes to return his kiss.


    Chapter 48


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    When Harper and I returned to the house, Harper started fussing around with packing. Damian had


    bought a house for he and Harper to live in after they were mated. It was on his pack’snd, so that


    they would be closer to his family, and they would have help with their pups once they started their


    family.


    “I’m so d you’re staying here,” Harper said as she packed. “Buying this house was the first thing I


    ever really aplished, and I don’t like the idea of a stranger living here.”


    Just another reason she was going to be devastated when I was


    gone. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    I nodded with a smile, not able or wanting to verbalize how I was feeling right now.


    “I’m going to leave a few things here, though. For when I stay over for girls’ nights,” Harper said, going


    through some of her pajamas and setting them aside.


    I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t.


    Better to change the subject. “I have a wedding gift for you.”


    “Oh?!”


    “Wait a minute,” I said, then went to my bedroom. I opened the drawer, took out a debit card, and


    handed it to her.