W.I.L.D.
“Please. You’re the least dramatic of my problems. Except when you think I’m mad at you, and then you’re one pout away from becoming Eeyore.”
“Still waiting on my tail, thanks.”
Koa chimed in again, Back to the question, kids.
Cheyenne sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “No one’s mentioned monsters like that. Not with red eyes and that feral energy. If they have, they didn’t recognize them for what they were.”
Maddox rumbled in Gunner’s mind. They didn’t smell like wolves, remember? They wore wolf shapes, but that wasn’t wolf magic. Something was off. Wrong.
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