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What did he mean, they got it?
Were they going to abduct me or tackle the werewolf or something?
Zed rumbled, “Mate.”
I knew what was happening, then.
What else could “mate” refer to but the whole werewolf-soulmate thing?
And Del and Rocco might have been soulmates, but I wasn’t her—and I wasn’t going to jump into this werewolf shit show head first.
“Like fuck you do,” I hissed, dodging Zed’s hand as I made a run for my truck.
I wasn’t getting “got” by anyone, werewolf or human.
And thank the damned heavens that I’d decided not to drink, because I sure as hell wasn’t going to take a soulmate into my arms, or my bed, or any other part of me. I’d had enough of asshole men and shitty situations in my life as it was.
