That Time I Got Drunk and Yeeted a Love Potion at a Werewolf (Mead Mishaps, #2)

by Kimberly Lemming

“OK, so I hope you like—WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES?”

Words… how speak?

“OH YOU LIED. YOU LYING SACK OF CLOUD SCALES!”

“But darling, my heart!” I teased, clutching at my chest. “I’ll die without your love and affection.” “You’re gonna love my foot in your ass,” she whispered under her breath.

“No, I shove them up my ass,” he growled. “Yes, I eat them.

“Oh, thank goodness!” Alexis let out a loud sigh. “I gotta be honest with ya, Big Daddy Dave. At first I was like, ‘Damn, this group looks like they jack off on crystals and kick puppies’ and then I saw y’all praying to a glowing puddle. That’s when I knew everything was gonna be OK.”

“The only thing running from you is your hairline,” I hissed. “Brie, stab this balding bitch!” Alexis hollered.

Laughing, I steered my thoughts to “Rejected Princess: Book Three.” Jolene had been captured by an enemy pack’s alpha. “I know just how to make you sing, Princess,” Leon whispered into her ear. His sinful mouth explored the curves of her body— “STOP THAT.”

“There is a deeply forbidding aura in this water, and it is not coming from me.”