![]() ![]() ![]() The other stuff – changing into an animal, the uncontrollable hunger, the gaining of unsightly hair – well, we were flying on a private plane toward the temporary antidote. At least I’d be with my boyfriend Austin Bridges the Third and his family for the holidays instead of being trapped in an evil Swiss boarding school. I tried to look on the bright side, if there was one. Nothing says a quality education quite like scratched debutantes and screaming heiresses. I’d been trapped at The Steinfelder Academy for Girls for the last few months, and if my werewolf friends hadn’t broken me out that morning, it would have been bad news on the society page. And it was a good thing I was going far away. Darkness had become my friend since I’d been infected.Įven the barest touch of moonlight through the windows of the private plane taking me far away from Switzerland made my exposed skin tingle. I’d never needed those shadows more than I did that winter. It works its way around curtains and through shades, slipping in like a practiced thief to steal away the safety of the shadows. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead, actual events, locales, or organizations is purely coincidental.ĭedicated to my animal friends, who have taught me more about being human than any person I know. ![]() The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not be construed as real. No part of this ebook may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission. ![]()
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