Seventeen: Asher Hale is a Werewolf

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Talia’s Point of View I knew I needed to get out of here and fast, but my body had suddenly run cold. I was as stiff as a statue, suddenly cemented to the ground beneath me. It was as if my feet were no longer attached to my brain, unwilling to move so much as an inch even as the adrenaline coursed through me, and the wolf stared me down. I swear I saw him lick his chaps as he took 2 slow steps closer to me, a low and deep growl rumbling through him. I’d already let out my first scream, but being in the middle of the forest, it was doubtful anyone would hear me. Even if they had, there was no way they were get here quickly enough. I was as good as dead, what a spectacular way to wrap up this fantastic week I’d been having. That little bit of sarcasm seemed to make my brain jump back i

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