Chapter Seven: I Hate Bullies

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Ezra I pulled off my glasses and threw them on my desk, and pinched the bridge of my nose. I had 20/20 vision, the glasses were just for show. Part of my “disguise” as a mainstream business executive. My PR expert thought that suits and intellectual-looking glasses would make my brand more acceptable to the general human-species consumer. Werewolves may have integrated into human society, but we were still not well accepted. The fact that I was raising my son alone was a testament to that fact. Once Alex’s mother found out that I was a werewolf, as was her infant son, she left us both. My mother had tried to warn me against getting involved with a human woman, but I was young and headstrong at the time. And just romantic enough to believe that love could conquer all. I was older and

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