An escape...

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Briar- “Hello my beautiful mate, I have waited hundreds of years for you. I am St. Patrick.” He says to me. This hideous vampire with the fangs to prove it. I think he goes under the category of beings that will want me for my powers. Who knew I would ever be this popular. “I’m sorry, there must be a mistake.” I soften my voice to appear small. I am still in wolf form. I think I look larger than most wolves, but it's obvious he can hear my mind-link. “Well now. How about you change from this radiant coat of silvery white fur and turn back into your human form. So I can see all of your curves.” St. Patrick licks his lips in a way that makes me want to puke. He has salt and pepper hair with a sweep over. A thick mustache and fangs that look like they have turned several a thousand innoce

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