Wild [Story, TF, F/M, Jaguar]

Just start moving._ lorena turned. and screamed as a weight slammed into her back. fire erupted from her side and then darkness swallowed her, blessedly taking the pain with it. * * * "lorena! lorena!" a loud voice called.

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Pack Mentality - Chapter Nine

Anton and lorena's blue eyes stared into tobi's. then lorena shifted and holly let out a yelp of pain. tobi moved, stepping onto the grass. lorena bent, pressing a massive paw between holly's shoulders and forcing her further into the ground.

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Spirit Bound: Chapter 138

lorena put her paw back around ciaran's elbow. "i was starting to think she'd never marry or have a pup. now i'll finally get to see her comeuppance." lorena glanced back at faelen.

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Spirit Bound: Chapter 137

Liam sat with granny lorena and aoife, while da and faelen shared a table with ainbertach. granny lorena took a sip of her tea and a bite of one of nathanial's chocolate biscuits -- what he called a _cookie._ "hmm, this is very good.

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Pack Mentality - Chapter Ten

The night air was soon field with howls, calling the pack to the clearing where anton and lorena stood over the bodies of their kills. tobi rocked on his paws.

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Spirit Bound: Chapter Eighty-Six

He carefully leaned over to rub his muzzle along lorena's. "good afternoon, lorie, my darling. you look as lovely as ever." lorena smiled up at him affectionately, as one would at a dear friend after a few months separation. "welcome home, lowell.

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Pack Mentality - Chapter Two

To his surprise, lorena laughed. his nerves spasmed under his skin at the sound, like a hare reacting to a gunshot. "of course! surely, you'll stay a few days though? you two must have so much to catch up over!" lorena chirped delightedly.

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Spirit Bound: Chapter Sixty-Two

I have to talk to granny lorena, aedan, and da about something."

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Spirit Bound: Chapter Eighty-One

lorena was standing at the door to the kitchen, tears running down her face, and aoife stood beside her, also crying. ciaran sat on the floor by lorena's chair watching his brother with mild interest.

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