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Lenore frowned, but her tears flowed less. “But you’re the one who did this to me,” she reminded him.
“And I will be the one to make this change as painless as possible,” he promised.
“But I don’t want this change to happen at all,” she protested.
“As much as we wish we could turn back time the clocks on that face don’t go in reverse,” he told her.
Her eyes narrowed and her lips curled back in a snarl. He detected a hint of yellow in the depths of her eyes that warned him something bad was about to happen. “First you give me your blood knowing it would make me a werewolf-”
“-to save your life,” he reminded her.
“-and now you’re spouting off wisdom as if I’m supposed to just accept this and welcome my new life with you with open arms?”
“That was my hope, yes,” he admitted. Len
