There are two things you should know about me.

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1) I’m a newly turned werewolf who’s allergic to dogs. Fun fact: that includes wolves, even mine.
2) I’m the only werewolf in history who wasn’t born one.

As the best friend of a nosy vlogger-turned-vampire, I’m used to trouble. It’s practically my middle name. But nothing could prepare me for what I found when I returned to New Orleans.

Someone is attacking innocent humans, trying to turn them into werewolves, and my alpha wants me to put a stop to it all before humans learn of our existence. Except, I can't do it alone. I need my mate's help. Unfortunately, our relationship is completely on the fritz. So, not only do I need to end these attacks, but I also need to woo my Wolfman back, because I'm done fighting fate.

Sigh. I’m going to need a purse full of allergy pills and a couple drinks to get through this…