Not Another Werewolf Romance

Not Another Werewolf Romance

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Audrey King used to love reading about Werewolf romances, right up until the night she got bitten by one. Ever since then she gets really cranky a few days each month and wants to go out and kill people. Until she got caught by the Rangers from Animal Control and sent to the Pound. Now she spends her full moons hunting down other Strays under the watchful gaze of Thomas Shaw, her latest partner and the one who has survived in her company the longest. Audrey has earned a reputation in the local Shifter society as the Golden Bitch and she soon finds out everyone wants a piece of her ass.
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