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ZOE
I sat in my car,staring at my best friend’s ridiculously pink house with my hands on the steering wheel, and wondered what the hell I had been thinking.
This was the craziest thing I could possibly do.
And yet, there I was.
Doing it anyway.
I let out a slow breath through my nose and adjusted the sleeves of my oversized sweatshirt.
The pop music playing on my radio said something about sex.
My decision had nothing to do with that, even though sex would likely be unavoidable.
Everything was about my safety.
Security.
Well-being.
Hell, my sanity, too. Which was clearly lacking at the moment.
Even considering what I was thinking about made me a terrible person, and I hadn’t just considered it. I’dplannedfor it. Taken time off work. There was even a fucking vision board.
I dragged a hand over my face.
I was an awful human being.
I’d be an even worse werewolf.
Emmy stepped out of her house, chatting animatedly with the gigantic man whose hand she was holding. He had a book tucked under his other arm. It was a romance book about dragons and vampires, the first in theBurning Kingdomseries.
I’d liked it.
It was a good distraction, at the very least.
Distraction was necessary when you were planning to make a truly horrible decision. Like I was.
Emmy waved at me, and I let out a slow breath.
Was I really doing this?
Fuck.
It wasn’t too late to change my mind, but… well, it kind of was.
And what was the other option?
Just accept the awful fate my parents were trying to force on me?
Not a chance.
I was going to have to get myself mated to a werewolf.
Of course, my plan might not work.
