His Forbidden Soulmate
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ely she-wolf with snow-white fur and sky-blue eyes. I'm sure I'd be OK. As much as my love lif
ime before going to bed. It was similar to a bedtime routine. I'd stand by my bedroom window, staring out at the moon in the dark sky, and it would end with me begging the moon to turn me into a wolf,
. I applied enough foundation, blush, and eye shadow to conceal the fact that I'd wept myself to sleep the night before. Before going, I took a close look at myself. I made sure my appearance was appropriate for
nd's lap around the dining table. My eyes rolled, angry. She giggled
," I felt embarrassed
the house, and they, the adolescents, assum
any of the men my mother dated after realizing they were all the same. Heartbreakers. They treated her well u
te and read werewolf romances about good men who never cheated on their mates. If only humans mated like wolves. I wouldn't be so depresse
to end so I could go back to school; school was a type of escape for me. To avoid having to cope wi
e. As I turned to the next page in A.K. Knight's Werewo
ide and bolted from my room. Jack was twirling
her down, and my moth
ccompany him while he works!"
he news s
pleting your senior year at Castle High." You'll
lievable. I was left dumbfo
nce with pleasure and ret
grasp. There was no way she was going to put me of
g. "You can't let me transfer to a new high sch
my daughter and m
t Jack until he
ed me around the dinner tabl
change for you right now, but I h
soon get bored with you as well," I re
mean to say that; I'm only
responsibility to protect me. It's my responsibility to
dn't mean
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