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"I cannot. . . I feel as if I cannot damn well think with this mad need I have for you," he groaned into the hollow of her throat. "By the moon goddess, I am not an untried lad, but I cannot stop, Germaine." She threaded her fingers through his long hair and murmured. "I have no wish for you to stop, Keratin." * Celebrating victories does not mean werewolves appearing out of thin air, or does it? Germaine is minding her business in her bakery, one night, when three men, who obviously look out of place, suddenly appear, claiming they are from another world and need her help. She finds out she may not be as human as she initially thought and the powers she discovers she has, will come in handy. What she doesn't realize is it will involve her going on dangerous journeys with them, and almost getting killed. What she also does not know, is that she is destined to be the mate to one of them - Keratin, the head of the warriors.
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