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“Okay, I thought wolves had packs. Do you have a pack?” “Not in the traditional sense.” “Sorry, Nick, but when it comes to werewolves, I don’t know what the traditional sense is.” “I don’t run with other wolves.” I nod. I wait. I finally give up and say, “So you run with . . .” He winces. “Coyotes. But they have some wolf DNA.” It’s hard not to smile. “You are alpha at least, right?” “Of course I’m alpha.” He almost growls at me.”

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Need

In this compelling narrative, the author delves into the depths of human need, examining its influence on individuals and society. The story unfolds through intricate character development and engaging plotlines, offering readers a profound exploration of the human condition. more

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Carrie Jones
Carrie Jones

Carrie Jones, born in 1982, is an accomplished American author known for her works in genres such as fantasy, young adult literature, and science fiction. Her writing has garnered a wide readership and critical acclaim. more

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