“Anca groaned as she sat up, noticing the sky had lightened, though the sun had yet to rise. She was still beside Demi on the ground, completely nude, and aching as though she had been thoroughly made love to after running a marathon—which was pretty much what had happened to her last night. Demi propped his chin on his hand and gave her a small smile. “No, not a dream.” She shook her head, refusing to believe everything that had happened yesterday. Her shock deepened when Demi transformed to a ...large, silvery-white wolf. Hurry and change so we can make it back to the castle. Ylenia has much to discuss with you. Last night, she hadn’t paid much attention to the mechanics of Demi speaking inside her mind, but this morning she was aware of the low buzzing in her head. It was more of a vibration than a sound. How could it be? Demi was a werewolf? She was a werewolf? Anca shook her head again, attempting to dismiss the fantastical notion. She must still be dreaming. His chuckle emerged as a pleasant growl.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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