Wolf Gone Wild (Stay a Spell, #1)

by Juliette Cross

“A good witch sees the truth, absorbs its goodness, and honors her gift.”

Any day now, we’d have our first cool front that would slowly shift the tide toward cooler weather, but that please-come-before-we-melt-in-Mordor moment hadn’t happened yet.

“I don’t see how that’s a problem. To be trustful and kind isn’t a defect, Evie. It’s rather wonderful really.”

But like Uncle Ben told Peter Parker, “With great power must also come great responsibility.”

A wolf wants what he wants.

It was necessary. No, it wasn’t, asshole. *snort*

I wish you’d lose control of your dick, because my balls are so blue you could sprinkle glitter on them and hang ’em on a Christmas tree.

A deranged, half-dead lamb. Finish it off.

“I have so much to teach you, young padawan.”

Holy hell in a handbasket.

I needed these carbs more than I needed a not-fat ass.

and I came in my peasant panties.

What would Deadpool do?

I’ll hold onto her panties if she loses them.

I ogled the menu and wanted to spank it and make it my bitch.

Was there such a thing as arm porn? Or man-veins porn? Because if there was, I needed a monthly subscription, like yesterday.

And suddenly, the temperature shot from AC-breezy to Mordor-scorching.

My food baby needed room to grow.

Bless my poor little heart.

“If I was going to stalk anyone, it would be you, Evie.”

Kill. Him. Find him and tear him limb from limb. Overkill. That’s the stupidest word in the English language.

“If you’re going to beg me, Evie,” I said, shooting her a wink, “I’ll give you my meat pie.”

I had no smart come-back because my brain had left the building

Blah, blah, blah. Yada, yada. Fuck off. Let’s go.

One second, I was thinking friends was good, then I thought maybe more than friends could work, and now I was sure I couldn’t go a day without her in my life. I wanted her, not just as my lover or my friend, but as my one and only.

He chuckled, probably at my diarrhea of the mouth.

Mine.

“Son, a man can fall for many women, but the wolf falls only once.”

You know it’s true.

A wolf wants what he wants.

“Move it, Mateo.” “Yes, ma’am.”

“You had me at lightsaber candlesticks.”

I think I’ll cut out his eyes first. I’ll help. Yes, brother! Welcome to the pack!

“We met when we were supposed to.”

“I’d go to hell for you if I had to.”