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     I turned around, the light shined right at him. He looked so crusty and delicious, he was a bit thin but still, I just wanted to take a bite out of his body.

*Mate* my wolf said. I just couldn't believe it. Him? He was the chosen one? Come on moon goddess could I at least one that's more filled in.

I mean he was literally being handed to me in a plate. Because ummm how do I say this...

My wolf is my belly and my "mate" is this delicious sandwich in my hand.

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