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Calvins pathetic excuse for a car dumped him on the side of the highway. Hes still at least forty miles from Lupinville pack lands and only an hour away from a full moon. Stranded and alone in hostile territory, his omega curse means hes in some very serious trouble. Especially when an unknown werewolf stops to investigate and Calvin cant control his need for the deliciously sexy man.A Lupinville Quick Bite Story - 6,600 wordsTages - Paranormal, Werewolves, MM
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