"Isn't that exactly what you did?" I surge to my feet, my claws scraping against the arms of the chair. "You signed the contract. You took the deal." She doesn't flinch at my movement. She just watches me with those steady brown eyes. "I took the deal to save my dad. He's my only family left. Or he was. . .until yesterday." Because we are married now. Family by law. But not pack. "You're right—" she goes on. "I do love my quiet moments with books. But that's not all I am." "So what?" I pace the room, my partially shifted form casting monstrous shadows in the dim light. "We can't all get what
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