Warrior's human mate
Laila
Frustrated, I shoved my laptop aside. Every attempt to focus dissolved into thoughts of everything that had happened at Montgomery’s house. Conversations with James, his mother—their words played on a loop in my head. I tried, truly, to shift my attention, but it was impossible.
Screw it. I can’t work now.
I reached for the werewolf book lying on my coffee table. If I were honest, I was more than curious. The book felt like a magical box just waiting to be opened, and I was a child again, wide-eyed with wonder. Only this time, the magic was real.
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