She Runs with Wolves
Hazel Lowellshe runs with the wolveswomen who run with wolveswomen who run with the wolves audiobooka wolf in women's clothing
But werewolves were the scariest of all our enemies: brutal, animalistic killers, with no morals or conscience.
I kicked my feet free of the duvet. Skye wasn’t like that.
He was talking, I realised. I shook myself, catching a glint of silver in my mind’s eye. I squeezed my eyes shut, and there was David’s face, slack. My hands curled into fists, and I tried to focus on what Skye was saying.
“I wonder if this is why the Moon Goddess has paired us together,” he said.
“Hang on,” I interjected, forcing away the image of lightening, of a tree, of a lump – “the Moon Goddess?”
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