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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

Six-nine

After an afternoon of lovemaking, Kyla was ready by 8 pm. She chose an Emilio Pucci dress—strapless, of course, no bra—and a pair of Louboutin nude peep-toe heels that added an extra four inches to her frame. She spritzed on her favorite jasmine perfume, then studied the small stash of jewelry she'd brought with her.

She had a few costume pieces, but none of them looked quite right. She hesitated over the pearl-drop necklace her mother had given her when she'd turned twelve. The necklace had belonged to her grandmother, but Kyla's mom had added a tiny paw-print charm that left the younger version of herself swooning with delight.

Kyla's mom had slurred her way through the wedding story as she presented the necklace to her daughter. "Love's fine and shit, but don't count on men to give you what you need," she'd mumbled. "Men leave, you know. Can't trust them to stick around and take care of you, so you've gotta get out there yourself and grab life by the balls."