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Xenia took in labored breaths, trying to figure out what was wrong. Though she did well, Nova did just eat her body weight in food. Still, she was hungry in the sense that she needed something else. The heat tingled across her skin, arms, legs, and right between her thighs. She let out an involuntary moan. "I'm…hot," Xenia growled at no one in particular. "You can say that again, hon." "Frieda! This is not the time," Lacey reprimanded her. "You are acclimating faster than I expected," Nova said. "If I had known, I would have warned you earlier." "Warn me about what," Xenia asked out loud. The girls looked at her. "Are you talking to us," Lacey asked. "You have to get used to talking to me like this," Nova said. "Or people will start to think you are crazy." "I think it's too late for that," Xenia said, trying to make light of the situation. "Well, I have so much to tell you," Lacey said, cautiously walking around Xenia. "But I want to make sure you're not going to a
Fearless Human Mate Prologue
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Fearless Human Mate The Encounter
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Fearless Human Mate The Bakery
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Fearless Human Mate Mother and Father
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Fearless Human Mate His Death
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Fearless Human Mate Apple of Someone's Eye
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Lottie threw her hands in the air, walking around in a circle before pointing at Xenia. "I can't believe you were going to keep this from me." "I'm sorry, Lottie. This is…new for me, okay. I've never felt like this around someone, especially a stranger and werewolf. You know how I feel about the latter." Xenia leaned her head against the counter with refrigerated goods, hoping the coolness would help with her inflamed cheeks. She had to get better control of this blushing. It was unbecoming to her. "I don't know, Lottie. I just met the guy. Now look at me. He keeps popping in my head even more than Cristobal. I don't think I've thought about someone as much as I have about Cristobal. It's quite...strange."Strange, yet the pit of her stomach was still filled with butterflies. Did he do something to me? She wondered as thoughts of how he caught her and held her for a few seconds played on a loop in her mind. Lottie slammed her hands against the counter, making Xenia jump up and
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