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"No," I murmur, shaking my head, denying it - categorically. "I helped, Luca, but you..." I take a moment then, looking around at everyone shouting his name - chanting it - shouting and screaming his victory. "Luca, this is all you."

He just shakes his head at me, marveling a little, loving me a lot, and then he loosens his anms just slightly so that I slip down lower against him, until I'm close enough to kiss. Immediately, I lower my face to his, and kiss my mate, cupping the back of his head in my hands, treasuring him- every moment of it. And he kisses me back, passing me all of his joy, and his thanks, and his pleasure, and his pride. All of it - everything he is - to me.

My sweet mate- my fighter.

God, but I love him.

don't care. I don't care at all that the whole nation is seeing this

long moment. Until someone

head

step back at Luca's ferocious growl, staring wide-eyed at both of us. "There's the little matter of...declaring

is immediately dazed by it by the raw beauty and power of my mate. But then Luca turns it on me, and I swear that if I was standing

forgive you," I

then Luca carefully places me on my feet. "I like your dress," he murmurs,

to agree with me though, tugging me close to his side and turning us both so that we face the judges and the little committee that must have climbed into the ring while Luca and I were inappropriately distracted. They all bearn at us, and none of us spare a glance - not

grin when I see it, and then look up into Luca's happy face. A little bit of the pain is coming back

For the moment, this is all that

forward, declaring Luca Grant officially the winner of the bout, champion of

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