Taken by the Pack by Lola Glass EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Lola Glass
- Language: English
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MY EX-ROOMMATE’S boyfriend’s hot friend—try saying that ten times
fast—was a werewolf.
Red eyes. Sharp teeth.
He’d called me “mate”.
What the hell was a werewolf’s mate?
“Are you still breathing?” Teagan asked, glancing at me from the driver’s
seat. “Because I don’t think you’ve heard a word I’ve said.”
My gaze hadn’t left the hot friend since Tea dragged me into someone’s
sports car. It was a sports car with a bench seat in the back—something I’d
never heard of before.
But the back seat wasn’t something that I should’ve been thinking about,
given that I was watching Hot Friend transform into a wolf in front of my
“Stop fighting your wolf. We’ve got your girl,” one of the men in the back
seat told Hot Friend. The guy who’d spoken was blond with light skin, and he
was nowhere near as gorgeous as Hot Friend.
Although, the werewolf thing was definitely costing Hot Friend a couple of
Okay, a lot of attractive points.
Maybe all of the attractive points.
Considering the wolf thing, I’d have to change his name to Not-Hot-Friend.
Dammit, I was rambling. Stress was not my friend.
A snarl-yell came from the one I’d newly-named Not-Hot-Friend, and I
winced. He looked like he was in a lot of pain.
“We’re keeping an eye on her,” Tea’s boyfriend corrected the other guy. Her
boyfriend’s name was Jesse—Jesse who I’d first met as a dog. A freaking
dog. She had passed a werewolf off as a dog.
What the hell kind of world was I living in?
“Ford, I promise to kill anything with a penis that touches Ebony. Let your
wolf take over so you don’t scare the shit out of her,” Tea commanded from
the driver’s seat.
Not-Hot-Friend’s name was Ford.
Why did he have to have such a sexy name?
“What’s not sexy?” Teagan asked me, shooting me a curious look.
Dammit, I must’ve said that last part out loud.
“Eyes on the road,” I barked.
I was a terrible backseat driver; always had been, probably always would be.
More growling in the back had me regretting calling her out.
I didn’t want to be eaten by a damn werewolf.
“What in the ever-loving hell is going on?” I finally demanded, after my
courage came rushing back when the wolf-man shut up for a minute.
“Long story, or short?” Tea checked.
“Just spit it out.”
“The guys are werewolves. Werewolves have soulmates. When they meet
their soulmate—frequently referred to as their mate—they wolf out and sort
of… hunt her.”
He’d called me mate.
“Stop the car,” I commanded.
She didn’t stop.
“Dammit, Teagan, stop the car or I’ll throw myself out of it while it’s still
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