Cassandra Doon

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“Go find Rafferty. He needs to mark you before the other packs find you, smelling like theirs…mine.” The last word was barely a whisper, as if I wasn’t supposed to hear it. It sent a shiver down my spine as he inhaled my hair and left me there. I was a little disoriented. Did that just happen?
Twice Bitten (New Moon #1)
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