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Mating bonds cannot be broken while mates are alive. Ever.”
Talk about a soap opera. I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.
I gasp. “I’ve never told anyone about Miss Velma’s oatmeal cookies.” His eyes meet mine. “You told me.”
“I’m saying something was wrong with your bond with Jaxon.
you’ve proven it over and over again. You’re the most incredible person I’ve ever met.”
How did Lia know that I was Jaxon’s mate before I’d ever heard of Katmere?
Hudson: Define somewhere I smile. Of course that’s what Hudson would reply. Me: Does it matter? Hudson: If you’re planning a coup d’état of a small country, yes. If you want to make snow angels, no.
“Beautiful.” But he’s not looking at the flowers when he answers. He’s looking at me…and somehow that makes everything better and worse, all at the same time.
It’ll take a lot for you to keep up with her.” “You have no idea,” Hudson agrees, his steady gaze holding mine. “But I’ll spend the rest of my life trying.”
Who Needs Enchiladas When You Can Have the Whole Chimichanga?
Earthquake is my first thought, because you can take the girl out of California, but you can’t take California out of the girl.
I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and prepare to kill the first boy I ever loved.