A Touch of Death

A Touch of Death

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Alcohol. Sometimes I wasn't sure what would give first: my mind or my liver. For as long as I can remember, I had the touch of death. No, I couldn't kill people with my touch but I could sense when they were going to die. Alcohol was my only friend, because it was the only thing that spoke to me without unconsciously telling me when it was going to die.
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a girls dad's best friend and alpha is her mate. Her mother died when she was 10. her father has been gone for almost a year and misses her 18th birthday. Her mother's killer is after something her mother gave her before she died.

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