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9 pages, Audible Audio
First published August 25, 2020


“I stopped short of laying the back of my hand against my forehead like a Victorian lady with the vapors, mainly because my arms wouldn’t stretch like that with the length of my chains.”

“Where’s my bread and water? Run out of budget for grocery shopping?” The Armitages were notorious for being one of the brokest-ass werewolf packs in the west.
Their house was like the roach motel of places to be held prisoner.”

“I’m trying to apologize to you! Fuck, I —” He broke off, and his gaze skittered away for a second before he looked back at me. My mouth opened to retort, but he beat me to it. “And maybe I’m doing a shitty job, okay? But I’m trying.”
Trying? He was trying? Fucking awesome. That and five bucks would get me a latte.

“Matthew teased me with a finger.
A dry finger. Fuck, I could fix that. I summoned more magic, complicated magic this time, drawing on the formulas inked into my arms. My power snaked down into the center of my body, leaving my ass perfectly clean and as slick as if I’d used a bottle of lube.”




“Look. I hate you. And I’m fucking crazy in love with you. I hate myself. I want to tear the door off its hinges and fuck you through the wall, rip you to pieces and then tuck you in bed and hold you all night while I tell you how beautiful you are.”







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How long were they going to leave me down here? They were supposed to be the good guys, right? The heroes. Where the fuck did they get off using tactics I might have used against someone else? The fucking nerve.
❝I’m a lynx. A bobcat, specifically.❞
Matthew stared for a second and his eyes lit up. ❝Do you have the…❞ He took his hand off my face to gesture vaguely at his ear, looking like he was about to burst with the force of suppressed laughter.
❝Yes, asshole, I have the cute little tufty ears, fuck.❞ My cheeks burned, and I scowled at him — until he swooped down and kissed the scowl right off my face.
❝I love tufty ears,❞ he muttered between kisses, ❝and I love you.❞
Time to face Matthew, and hope I could be manipulative enough to fend off a love-spelled alpha wolf who had every reason to be pissed at me. I gave myself fifty-fifty.
“I’ll take whatever you give me. Whatever you want to give.”
“You’re mine, Arik. Fucking mine.”
