Chapter 9-2

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THEN TANK WAS ABOVE me. His furry body cupped mine far too intimately. As if I really was in heat and he was an animal guided only by the urge for reproduction. I froze. He responded by biting me. Gently, on my nose. Not an animal bite. A human bite, telling me to hurry up. To shift. Use human fingers while his body shielded mine from the inevitable cameras. That required trusting him. Trusting a male. Worse, a male werewolf. Something my past promised was a very bad idea. But this wasn’t depending on a guy to watch my back for the long term. This wasn’t signing on the dotted line and giving a drunk access to my bank account. This wasn’t agreeing to be part of a pack. No, this was one moment of accepting assistance from a willing companion. I wasn’t so emotionally scarred that I coul

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