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"Once apon a t... Oh screw it. My names Everleigh, Everleigh Johnston. {Or Ever} And this here..." She pauses to grab a blonde by the hair. "Is my best friend Nicole Meadows {Nikki}." Nicole wiggled out of her grasp, making faces as she fixed her hair. "We are great people."Everleigh said through a forced smile. Beside her, Nicole slowly shook her head. "ANY WAYS! We have ever gotten ourselves in a pickle." Nicole interrupted her by bursting out into laughter. "P-pickle" she giggled. Rolling her eyes, Everleigh began again, "we make trouble all over the world. And it's great. But being werewolves on top of that makes it good and bad. We are both 18 so our mate is out there. And traveling the world isn't necessarily going to help. We don't want mates. We have each other." She said learning into Nicole. {narrator} traveling is fun but what happens when she meets a certain mate along the way. She runs he follows. How will she get out of this pickle?
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