WINIFRED'S POVIt was a beautiful Tuesday night, and after the morning I'd had, I needed a drink.Several, actually.I had made the elixir for Luna Ava and left it cooling on my kitchen counter. It had to reach a specific temperature before I could bottle it and send it off with my hawk, which meant I had a few hours to kill.And apparently, I had decided to kill them with alcohol.I needed some pussy too.Unfortunately, my Wednesday bitch had broken up with me. Something about me not being able to commit, not taking her seriously and forgetting her birthday.I remembered her birthday.But when you lived a busy, dangerous life like mine, a relationship was off the books. I had witches to deal with, Alphas to avoid, spells to cast and, most recently, an abused Luna and her six-year-old daughter to smuggle halfway across the supernatural world.Where exactly was I supposed to fit romance into that schedule?I might have been a couple of centuries old, but people thought I was in my earl
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