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13. What's Love Got to Do With It?
-Jian-
“Feel better?”
“Yes.” Her relaxed weight against me reveals the truth in her reply. “It's weird, Jian. I'm sort of making friends. You'd be amazed. I mean, I'm amazed.”
I can picture her in human form, shrugging and giving me an odd, sad smile. “Seems like there’s something likable about me. It is kind of shocking. You, Mei, even that bastard, Talu. And it's disturbingly easy to talk to Mei about stuff, but...”
“But what? You worried about her, or something?”
“Jian, I don't think she'll be able to handle it when Talu imprints. It'll... it'll kill her.”
“There's nothing that says he will imprint, Aline. But if he does, I bet Mei’s tougher than that. She's been with vampires and survived! I’m glad she came to her senses. But now she's going out with the worst sort of werewolf, which means her taste in men is highly questionable.”
Aline barks
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