You're my what?!
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I wasn't lucky enough to be one of
those girls to be all dressed up when
they met their mate. What is a mate you ask? I would be wondering the exact same thing if it wasn't for a very arrogant and overprotective werewolf.
I wasn't lucky enough to actually look like I tried when I met "him", i mean what so ever. But then again how would I know?
I'm not a wolf.
A vampire.
A fricken unicorn with rainbow powers.
No.
I am Sage Finley Maverick.
A Human.
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