Stopping the World (Book two)
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Once upon a time I was trying to save the world but that was put on hold as I watched my mate being taken.
My name is Otto and after my pack was attacked repeatedly I decided once they were safe I was going to stop the nasty cats. You see I am a wolf shifter and we may not like being called dogs that much but for this statement I will make an exception. Dogs rule and cats drool! And these cats are going down.
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