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He Cried Wolf

He's in love with a werewolf, what could go wrong? Kyla Odin is a werewolf who became one, not by choice. Her parents were killed by the one who changed her. Albert Torino is a normal human superstar police officer, loved by all--especially the women for his good looks, gutsiness, and resilience in the police force. When bodies with animal bites and gunshot wounds start turning up in Glasgow Creek, Albert is called to investigate the murders. He meets Kyla, and his 99% accurate instinct tells him to be wary of her, but his throbbing libido has other plans of its own. Her alluring beauty entraps him into her world of secrets, danger, and lies. There's a killer on the loose. There's a growing sexual tension between them, and there's also the little issue of her shape-shifting abilities. ******* This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. He Cried Wolf. Copyright 2021 by Dewunmi Eri. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in articles or reviews.

Dewunmi_Eri · Urban
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146 Chs
#SYSTEM
#R18
#MYSTERY
#SURVIVAL
#WEREWOLF
#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ALPHA
#BADBOY

One Forty Three

Kyla's cell phone lost its tenuous signal before it could get through to Delano. She groaned and dropped it on the couch.

"This is frustrating," she said to Albert. "The network is terrible. I don't know how bad you're doing internally but your physical wounds say alot." She had pulled the stadium blanket off his head, but it was bunched around his shoulders. The wool was wet, unmelted sleet still clinging to it. She noticed he looked so cold, wet, and uncomfortable.

Of course, she couldn't complain of her discomfort. The only discomfort she felt was born out of her inability to retrieve the orchid tonight and get him the help he clearly needs. 

He was sitting upright but swaying as though at any moment he would topple over. Fresh blood had soaked the black watch cap. Frost clung to his eyebrows and eyelashes, making him look ghostly.

She motioned toward his eyes. "You've got—"

"Frost? You've got it, too. It'll go away in a minute."