His Forbidden Soulmate

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ely she-wolf with snow-white fur and sky-blue eyes. I'm sure I'd be OK. As much as my love lif

ime before going to bed. It was similar to a bedtime routine. I'd stand by my bedroom window, staring out at the moon in the dark sky, and it would end with me begging the moon to turn me into a wolf,

. I applied enough foundation, blush, and eye shadow to conceal the fact that I'd wept myself to sleep the night before. Before going, I took a close look at myself. I made sure my appearance was appropriate for

nd's lap around the dining table. My eyes rolled, angry. She giggled

," I felt embarrassed

the house, and they, the adolescents, assum

any of the men my mother dated after realizing they were all the same. Heartbreakers. They treated her well u

te and read werewolf romances about good men who never cheated on their mates. If only humans mated like wolves. I wouldn't be so depresse

to end so I could go back to school; school was a type of escape for me. To avoid having to cope wi

e. As I turned to the next page in A.K. Knight's Werewo

ide and bolted from my room. Jack was twirling

her down, and my moth

ccompany him while he works!"

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pleting your senior year at Castle High." You'll

lievable. I was left dumbfo

nce with pleasure and ret

grasp. There was no way she was going to put me of

g. "You can't let me transfer to a new high sch

my daughter and m

t Jack until he

ed me around the dinner tabl

change for you right now, but I h

soon get bored with you as well," I re

mean to say that; I'm only

responsibility to protect me. It's my responsibility to

dn't mean