18 - Joys of Being a Werecat

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Snow     The last thing I remembered was marking Lance, then I gave him permission to do the same for me.  Seconds after his canines sank into my flesh, pleasure coursed through my body, then I passed out in his arms.     When I regained consciousness, I was lying in Lance's bed, and that had me feeling quite confused.  I looked around for just a second until my eyes landed on my cute mate.  Right away, I smiled at Lance and softly murmured, "My mate.  Mine."     At first he chuckled at me, then he cheerfully remarked, "Yes, sweetie.  Your mate."     After that, we talked about me wanting to make friends there.  Lance was super sweet and assured me I would have lots of friends. He had been so nice, I was quickly developing strong feelings for him.       Feelings that I was not used to

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