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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 · Urbano
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146 Chs

One forty five

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He opened his eyes and looked around the main room. The cabin had every modern convenience, but it had been built and decorated to look rustic, in keeping with the mountain setting. The furnishings were oversize and homey, designed for comfort rather than show.

"They bought themselves a great second home."

"Yes, they did." She glanced around the room, gauging the sturdiness of its construction. "We'll be all right here, won't we? For the duration of the storm, I mean."

"What's your water source?"

"A reservoir on a plateau about midway between here and town."

"Hopefully the pipes aren't frozen yet."

She got up and rounded the bar that separated the main room from the kitchen. "We have water," she announced as it sputtered from the faucet.

"Got anything to collect it in?"

"Kitchen utensils were included in the sale of the cabin."