β Scribed by Lola Glass
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
It was time to chase my mate.
After a few lonely years of modeling, babysitting for my friends, and enough therapy to fix a serial killer, I was ready to reclaim my mate.
I boxed up my sexy, expensive clothes and threw them in storage.
I quit the job that put up a massive wall between us.
I chopped the hair that made me millions.
Dressed in my old sweatshirts and jeans that would remind my mate of the girl I was when he fell in love with me, I flew across the country to win back my man butΒ got more than I bargained for.
A pack falling to pieces.
My mate, holding it together.
If I wanted Gunner, I would haveΒ to do more than give up my old life; I would haveΒ to adopt an entirely new one.
*This New Adult read is a second chance, enemies-to-lovers werewolf romance novella with an HEA. It's the story of London and Gunner from Lola Glass's WOLFSBANE trilogy and can be read as a standalone but will be best enjoyed after reading the trilogy. Recommended for mature readers based on sexual content and language.
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