Second in my werewolf series. Lane is tired of living his life and sees no way it could get any worse until he meets his skinny, red haired, slayer mate and he realizes what a cruel sense of humor fate has. Can she overcome her past and accept him?
I don’t have a name. I sleep in a cellar. The only person that loves me is…well, no one. My dad abuses me. My mom doesn’t talk to me. My brother and sister left me. I’m all alone.
They say life would get better. I hope so.
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