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Brandi woke feeling like a new woman, except for the three sets of eyes glued to her face.
“You sleep too long. Maybe it’s because you aren’t a real wolf,” a set of direct blue eyes informed her.
He got slapped for his comment by a brown-eyed girl. “She is too a real wolf. You said she has fangs… and we all heard her howling,” she declared.
Brandi raised her chair to its upright position. It locked her into a long inspection by a pair of blue eyes staring directly into hers. The kid never blinked, even when she narrowed her gaze. He had more poise and self-confidence than many of the d**g lords she’d apprehended.
“She is a wolf… but I think she’s one like we are,” a set of hazel eyes announced.
Brandi let her gaze wander from child to child. “How old are you all? You’re supposed t
