She’s a delicious little virgin.Īosoth rubbed sweat off his bald head. Sharon inclined her head at Van and Tor, who were talking over drinks and four baskets of polished chicken wing bones, seemingly unaware of the two demons at the bar. I don’t know, but she is being watched by those two wolves. Sharon didn’t look older than thirty-five. I’ve never seen a wolf/human pairing.įour hundred years! Holy shit. I’ve been in this dimension for four hundred years. She abruptly sat back, removing her foot from his crotch. The less she knew about Annie’s kind, the better.ĭon’t be an idiot. That was one thing she’d gotten wrong about the Amaroki. She smells like a wolf, but she has too much human blood. Sharon toyed with the rim of her margarita glass, covertly giving Annie more coy glances. She’s a beauty, the man’s words slithered across her senses like a serpent. Soon words began to filter into her head. When Roy launched into another sob story about Roy Senior, she pretended to be interested, but she was trying to probe Sharon’s mind. Just one look from that woman, and she felt unclean. When Sharon caught her eye and smiled, she quickly looked away, feeling as if a thousand tiny spiders were burrowing into her skin. Fighting for Her Wolves is available on three platforms, but preorder now before the price goes up and I pull from Nook and iBooks and put it in KU on release day, July 9.
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