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"Look, I understand why this could be considered . . ." "Yes?" His breath was on my throat and I was cradled in his strong arms. "Ummm . . . Can't concentrate . . . When you're . . ." I struggled to keep this argument going, it was important after all, but his soft butterfly kisses on my neck weren't exactly helping me. "Stop Distracting me!" "Why? you enjoy it." I could hear the smirk in his voice and sighed defeatedly, knowing he was right. His hands travelled along my waist, pulling me even closer to him, and his lips began to trace my jaw. It felt wrong. Really really really wrong. I couldn't do this . . . I couldn't . . . "Dollface?" I tried to look towards the voice, to the safety of my friend, but I was held too tight. "You've set the room on fire again." Oops. Arianna runs away from home after rejection from her mate and ends up as part of a New York Wolf Pack. She fixes herself slowly with the help of her new family but when she is forced to visit her past again things go awry. She changed, and her mate wants her back. but will she fall for his charms or will she seek love with someone slightly closer to home? Does she even have the time to worry about that when Rogues on the horizon threaten not only her existence, but her packs? I understand that this synopsis sucks. The story is better.
Chapter (1)
