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ut on the stainless steel counter, and she knew what she was looking at. Around 4:00 a.m., she had made multiple batches while preparing the o

la's. The thing in front of her was so anti-masterpiece that it should have been sent to the ninth circle of hell. The devil would still sta

ubtedly be offended

away from opening at 7:30 a.m. The cookies that were put out in front of her were meant to be ready for the customer to pick up at eight o'clock,

eve

, her inner lioness paced, snarling and telling her that they had to prove to Dianthe who was in charge. That she shoul

she wasn't a true shifter. Despite not being the same kind of shifter, the three brothers shared the same problems. Because of her mother's fascination with lions, tigers, and bears-oh

e

ould you just walk me through

ck again. "The colors are correct." Dianthe's eyes narrowed. Before I began, you gave yo

"I will not retract my e

r at least pinkish, it became a new rule at the bakery. Then it was-was Jamela aware t

py jerk. I mean, I'm halfway done, and these don't need to be ready until eight, and it's six thirty. I'll finish early. I ought to receive some sort of bonus. Her youngest sister held out her h

per breath. Instead of only listening to her serenity recordings when she was about to murder her siblings, she needed to listen to them every

best-selling items for men who wanted to get sexy with some breasts without upsetting their partners or future wives. Thus, Babeless Boob cookies were created by Yeast of Eden. slender, over-proportioned cookie

avage should not be decorat

rate the penis cookies. She wished to prevent her younger s

ster to ever do a lot

hifted about. "I

efinitely out of Virginland now. However, since Mar

nd Marcia wer

ttacked, Jamela reminded herself that wolves were very sexual and that banging was a better way to release tension than tearing each other to pieces. Because 1) they couldn't contract dis

about pearl neck

aven's

guys ado

you, no matter what. Never. Please, for my sanity. She struggled to locate her core. As said in all of her dumb tranquility tapes.

out a groan.

head, "No." "N

at everything with yo

es

xpert." Dianthe

her sister knocked up before she's married or at least graduated from college

tare down the line as

was the

he Dudeless Dong cookies w

roach a dong, cookie or not." Never. Never, ever. "An

ong cookies, but not

word." She took a quick look at the wall clock and mentally calculated how much time she would need and what call she would need to make.

away. "But Stacy is w

led by Dianthe's protrusion of her lower lip. She also started thinking about suffocating Dianthe when she slept at that time. She was reintroducing the pos

sighed. "There is no

ire. She let out a sigh, grabbed the order receipt off the bulletin board, and walked slow

ident. Naturally. She usually offered to deliver the order when there was a hiccup like this, but she didn't feel comfortable walking onto pack property

iger, Jamela was half werelion, and Dianthe was half werebear, which was t

She started mentally formulating her speech, attempting to be both firm and apologetic

, uh, do its job when the fourth ring and subseq

d by the words "

piercing her hot and fast, and she changed from being a c

e, n

he right places, followed by a needy whore with

ed, there was no assurance that she would indeed run int

here anyon

was fairly certain that it did. Ja

el

and sexy and Jamela finally found h

rself, she ended the call. Now that she'd

diately. Like a normal human being

It's

s up,

and I need you to

catered to curvy women in Wilder along with a k

ause

the non-whining Jamela whini

aga

ward the door and peeked into the kitchen and beyond to see Dianthe behind the

enough informa

it wanted to feed on the man attached to that voice. And by feed, it meant hours of mind-blo

more for

d, she spoke to Emma. "I called a customer this m

ays meet you

h told her nothing else needed to be said. "So I called, and oh my God, Emma. His voice. Pure.

ar about raw cow consumption. And why the hell are you still goin

we focus on our curre

revisiting thi

y had encountered before. Well, Emma was a human and just couldn't understand the dynamics of shifter relationships. Jamela wasn't willi

fter you bring me pantie

Call him back. Do your job, then ask him what

actually. Sadly, she would

yed his voice I really enjoyed his

Did it enjoy things a lo

.. panties, E

phone

-hu

wh

so I don't ne

not be happily solved by a

"Jamela? Why do you need panties? What hot guy? Did you snea

thing she'd come to expect. She was raising a teenager. At least it was only one. Wh

ing breath of the hour. "Dianthe, I don't have a guy here, I was talking

p alone when Jamela was having a lovely embarrassing-as-hell co

ay anyway so he thought he'd stop in to see if you needed to talk to him." Dianthe slumped her shoulders and did her be

nimals in the wild ki