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9 - Witch Sitter

~Sammie~

I hated Fanged, dumb vampire strip club. Although I adored Gemma, I resented being tasked with playing witch sitter. Again. Alpha Devlin ordered me to keep an eye on her. Specifically, I was not to let her out of my sight. I didn’t care if we’ve all been friends since childhood. Their twisted relationship had the whole pack on edge. He was with Twyla and others from time to time. Gemma tried her damnedest to find love with anyone else but him.

Yet we all knew they still longed for each other. Stubborn jerks. I sighed and sipped on some disgusting blue concoction of mostly sugar with a touch of liquor. Werewolves couldn’t really get drunk. But hell if I didn’t try!

“Sammie! Stop swatting me in the face with your boa!” Gemma grumbled.

“Sorry, girl!” I laughed, accidentally sloshing her with my liquor sugar. Truth be told, I was b-o-r-e-d out of my damn mind. Gemma had a grimace on her face. She seemed to be enjoying herself just as much. Why were we in this predicament anywa
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