Chapter 8 The Guards Move In

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Emory

“Well, what do we have here?”

The snarl from the squatty guard filling the majority of my doorway is enough to set my teeth on edge as my shifter body longs to call forth my wolf to defend myself.

Unfortunately, I’m not quite old enough for that yet and will have...

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