Wayward
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Last published Fri, Aug 12, 2016
Among werewolves, there's no mistaking that moment when you recognise the other half of your soul. Nor will there be any form of denial; it's difficult enough to chop off your arm.
For Lucien this posed a sort of a problem. He didn't expect to find his mate back in his home town. Nor did he expect her to be stuck in wolf form, unable to communicate and as feral as they come. But she was a werewolf, and she was his mate. He could bring her back. Eventually.
The she-wolf latched onto his hand and sunk her teeth in, then released, and then latched on again, as though unsure whether to attack or run.
Lucien scratched his head incredulously. Where did he even begin with this?
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