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What's the Occasion, Fellas?

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!

Unaware they had an audience, let alone one that consisted of her father, the Alpha, and Mal, Claire mentally groaned at the whole situation.

She really wasn’t expecting to see Malachy at this particular moment, and she had no clue how to react. She hadn’t heard from him after their picture “exchange” and she was still unsure of where their relationship stood. Whatever their relationship was, but seeing another guy’s lips on hers probably didn’t help matters any.

She did the only thing she could think of: she squared her shoulders, turned on her heels, and walked back to her room, avoiding looking back at the group of Mythicals.

Jeez...Just my fucking luck.

Claire ran straight to her bathroom to splash cold water on her face as her head hung low over the sink. Her fingers gripped the edge of the basin so hard they turned white.

“What in the actual fuck is happening?” her voice echoed in the tiled room. The only other sound in the tiny space was the
Meg Lawrence

Yep. Definitely screwed here. Our girl has a werewolf AND a vampire on her tail. Who should she choose? The hunky and funny werewolf? Or the moody and mysterious vampire? Let me know who you think she should choose in the comments. Thank you!

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Expat Grandma
Vamp gets the vote. Puppy doesn't stand a chance
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Meg Lawrence
Stay tuned! Mal just has a way about him, doesn’t he?
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Jhana Tregear
The Vampire
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