Nicole Wolfe

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“You ain’t makin’ me do nothin’,” I retorted. “I offered.” “No.” “I’m bored.” “Eat a Twizzler.” “I’m out.” I grabbed the empty plastic and shook it—sad day.
The Wayward Sons and the Wichita Werewolf (The Wayward Sons #1)
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