I circled the other side of each of them, still trying to figure out what to do with each other. The wolf was so much older than me, and I had no idea why she wanted to be with him. The longer he looked at her, the more I could feel the sexual tension in the back of my neck, as if it was a complete waste of time. Big Bad Wolf. I could n't tear my eyes away from Dante, and that made no sense. Especially since they were the Snake Bend Pack, I decided to count what had just happened between us.
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