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Chapter 88 — Before the Full Moon

Penulis: Jenivalwrites
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~ KILLAN ~

I hadn’t intended to be a smartass all the time. I just hadn’t known how deeply my words had affected Eve on occasion.

When heat in her gaze fades, her scowl vanishing, I heave a sigh of relief.

“Have you changed the sparkplugs?” Tess asks, fidgeting as if she senses the tension in the room, even though she doesn't know it's between I and Eve.

Until she transforms, she won’t understand why she reacts in certain ways. A wolf always feels emotion, although they usually use the ability to sense feelings as a weapon. “That could be the problem,” Tess speculates.

“No, she hasn’t,” Barron interjects, placing his hand on Eve’s neck. “The car is a hunk of junk because she doesn’t care for it properly. She thinks all she has to do is feed it gas and oil, and all is well.”

Barron’s eyes lift and meet mine. A rush of relief swe
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