Nicole Dunton

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“Well, thanks,” I called aloud to nothing in particular. “That was a very convenient wind.” The cat muttered, reminding me that I’d had the nerve to quit scratching her ears. “I think I’ll call you Nala because you are a little lioness,” I told her, resuming my scratching. “You know, baby girl, I’m so glad I found you today; I really needed something good to happen to me after the night I’ve had. You would not believe—”
Marked (House of Night, #1)
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