The Macconwood Wolf Pack

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darkening skies. The streetlights flickered and the tiny overhead shelter at t

ome on!" Ch

ich was bound to get ruined in this weather. She had instantly fallen in love with the way it alt

randfather. She smiled as she looked down at the outfit. The pale ivory suited her dark eyes and hair. The wea

dles began to form on the uneven concrete sidewalk. Great! That's

it was in the 90s and the next the thermometer had dropped to the low 30s. The past few months had bee

sis. Every newsfeed had someone to blame, but not much was being done about finding a solution. She shook her

on. And she was already late for it because her boss at Junior's Famous Italian Deli, the third "Junio

mats, secure the freezers and refrigerators, and lastly, Windex the tall storefront wind

maintenance work on his family's villa. Wasn't that nice for him? Charley had to bite her tongue a

ent, shower, and change before the bus was sche

! Charley sighed as she gave it a brief look. The van had tinted w

dealt with at the deli. Too nice for this neig

and rough looking. And boy, was he looking at her. Pervert! Yeah, have a

her soaked dress. The bus stop provided very little protection indeed. She turned her hea

ey shuddered. There was no traffic, foot or car, on the usually crowded J

g lit up the sky. It was followed by the booming sound o

and pull to a stop right alongside her. She didn't hear the door

eart pounded as a huge hand clamped down tightly over her mouth. She struggled and trie

ped her up and sat down with her on his lap. She t

ter?" said a rough voice to her right. She

e. You remember her, that blonde viper was a backstabbing lit

hand off your mouth and we're going to ask s

ited for him to release her. As soon as he lifted his hand, she opened her mouth and scr