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The Full Moon Ceremony was supposed to cement me and Dastien’s mate bond. I was still in the figuring-it-out stage, but the werewolf part gave me control over my visions. But Dastien bit me and now I was some sort of werewolf-bruja mash-up. Whenever I touched things-a person, a T-shirt, even just a light brush against a wall-I saw whatever was the strongest emotional memory in that object. Don’t remind me.” Until seven-ish weeks ago, I’d been a plain old half-bruja, aka Mexican witch, with visions. The way she said the words-like they seeped importance-made my stomach knot. “Thingymajig? Thingymajig! The Full Moon Ceremony is more than a thingymajig.” “He’s been going on patrol most nights, and keeps saying that he’s waiting for the whole full moon thingymajig before heating things up too much.” “You’re just being shy about sharing the juicy details.” “I still say there’s more going on between you two,” she said after a few minutes.
I grabbed the latest Nora Roberts masterpiece from my nightstand, while Meredith started to flip through this month’s People Stylewatch. It was nice, especially since I hadn’t had a sleepover in…ever.
Ailbe’s Academy-a secret boarding school for werewolves-felt like one long sleepover. It was Tuesday night and we had class early in the morning, but Meredith liked to chat a little before bed. I’d already gotten ready for bed-my teeth were freshly brushed and face was squeaky clean. We were both in our PJ’s-tank tops and shorts. “My hygiene is perfect, thank you very much.” I tucked my legs under my covers, and Meredith took that as an invitation to get in bed with me. I snatched a pillow and slammed it into her face. “Maybe because you needed to improve your hygiene practices?” Why do you think my sheets are so hairy?” The thing was, he’d been a perfect gentleman. She’d been on a kick the past week, trying to find out about us. I rolled my eyes at her use of ‘Hotty McHottypants’ for Dastien, my mate. “You’re seriously telling me that Hotty McHottypants is in your room nearly every night and nothing ever happens? How is that possible?” Meredith plopped down on my bed next to me.
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