![]() I want more out of a partner in life than hot, animal sex. My wolf is only a part of me, and while she might think you smell good and want to do nasty things to your body. ![]() No way is she voluntarily allowing herself to get hitched to a pair of dumbass-totally hot and muscled-lacrosse players. Flower Eve Langlais, Delicate Freakn’ Flower See, it’s that kind of attitude that irritates me. When fate-with a snicker-makes her meet not one, but two mates, Naomi digs her heels in and refuses to do what her wolf-and her body-demands. She grew up in a household with five, testosterone laden brothers where none of the dishes ever matched, the ugly-as-sin furniture could withstand any catastrophe, and where crazy glue was bought by the case. Naomi doesn’t want to follow tradition and settle down with a violence-loving, chest thumping shapeshifter. ![]() ![]() Dammit, just how many toes was she going to have to stomp on before people realized she was a delicate freakn’ flower? ![]()
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