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“What?”
“I am a werewolf,” Jane said, looking straight into Jonas' eyes.
“I know that you may be in shock and you have a lot to process but I am a werewolf.”
“No, you are not!” Jonas says knowing way too well that he checked on her a few times and she has no wolf.
“You are human,” he insisted.
“Jonas” Jane says in a soft voice, knowing that to throw the truth in front of him might put him in shock.
“I am a werewolf but it is not like you think. I am …broken one” and that got him.
“You are or you are not?” he asks, analyzing her from head to toe. She can’t be what she just said she is.
“But I am one, and I’ve been poisoned by my so-called father for years until that point where my wolf just disappeared. Only since I came back to Anacortes, she
