st the wall. I could hear them in the kitchen and I had a fairly large open
leaping across the two-meter gap. Catching myself from stumbling, I internally cursed when the clothes I wore rustled as I stagger
ewed on the gum in her mouth. Her curvaceous hip was poised, arms folded with her phone loosely in her grip. She was stunning, an accurate picture of everything a werewolf woman
uealed. "What are you doing? T
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away from her eyes to stare at the floor. "
I couldn't hear you through that rubbish."
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agged in her grip but chewed on my lip, knowing if I made a sound, I would get hell from her gr
all pretty, so why don't you run along and g
eyes meeting hers
ased in Louis Vuitton darted out beneath me. I tripped, smacking into the floor with a groan. They all burst
e way she stuttered?" Her ot
me, I collapsed into my bed, crying once more for the people who constantly ma