My what big...
The longer we\'re stuck together, the closer he is to killing me himself, or showing me just how really big and bad he is.....
I\'ve told the werewolf no touchy, but just my luck, he hasn\'t been to obedience school.
Worst yet, I\'m in heat.
The big bad wolf is the only one I can trust to protect me until my grandmother resurfaces.
My grandma is nowhere to be found, and I\'m being hunted.
Magic, chaos, and my past is charging at me like a raging ogre on pixie sticks.
But when I find a dangerous, heavily scarred wolf shifter in my grandma\'s bedroom, the fragile human lifestyle I\'ve built from scratch is suddenly at stake.
Especially not after being kicked out of the Fairy Fine Arts Academy.
To grandmother\'s house I go , though I want nothing to do with magic or my former life. teeth you have.
My what big..
