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The Arrangement [ON HOLD]
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A growl sounded from behind me.
"I don't think Prince (my cat) growls," I bit my lip, a little terrified.
"Yeah. Well I do," a dark, masculine voice said from behind me.
My jaw dropped a little. "Mom?" I didn't turn around.
"Y-yes?" she winced.
"Who is that?"
"I can explain."
"Who is that?"
"Just give me a cha-."
"WHO IS IT!?"
I felt two, large hands rest on my shoulders. They were pale.
Hot breath lingered near my ear.
"Your fiance," he nuzzled into my neck.
***
On the night if her 16th birthday, Renee Ashton finds out she is engaged...to a guy she's never met.
But when she finds out his secrets, what will the complications be? And will she survive being with a monster?
*So this is my first werewolf story, & first story I hope to actually complete on here. Hope you guys enjoy!
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