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

by Kimberly Lemming

“My friend has a hyena we could feed him to,” Cin said, patting my back. She laughed at my concerned look and took another bite of her potato. “I’m just saying we have options!”

“Oh fuck, my eggs!”

But damn if I didn’t eat up that fifteen-book series like it was my job.

YOU LYING SACK OF CLOUD SCALES!”