“Only Braeh could get herself into a situation like this. Who else could be sitting alone in an apartment that wasn’t even theirs and get themselves in this much of a pickle? No one, that’s who.
The guy—or was he a wolf? She still wasn’t sure about the rules—was out cold, and even though she’d promised him water she wasn’t sure if she should give him any. What if he was like a Gremlin and water after midnight turned him into a psychotic monster? He hadn’t seemed all that friendly in the first place.
Maybe she should hold off on the water.
Yeah. Seemed like a good idea.
Digging her phone out of the pocket of her sweatshirt, she sent a text to her sister.
Wolf is in the hen house. I repeat, wolf is in the hen house.
She waited, staring at the screen, but she had the sinking feeling Kerrigan wouldn’t answer. One of two scenarios: a) she was bumping uglies with the soon-to-be wolf-in-law, or b) she didn’t have cell service. Which left Braeh to deal with the stranger face-plastered on the sofa.
A Mate's Sacrifice: (Hot Paranormal Romance) (Ozark Mountain Shifters book 2)
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