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  2. Untitled
  3. CLAWS & CROCHET
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  5. CONTENT WARNING
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  64. EPILOGUE
  65. VISIT FOLK HAVEN
  66. SEDUCED BY A SELKIE
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  68. ALSO BY LAUREN CONNOLLY
  69. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“Yes, it is! I was there the night you asked her to be your mate. I saw her run away. And I’ve watched that eat away at you since then.” Rebecca widens her stance, ready to fight. “I’ve seen what Gunner women do to the men who try to love them, and I will not let my son be a casualty.”

“You’re insane!” my mom hisses. “You think my turning down your brother-in-law’s proposal three decades ago gives you the right to attack my daughter? I can’t believe I was trying to apologize to you!” My mom’s brief hiatus from screeching has come to an end.

She struggles against Mason’s restraining hold, and I pity the man. Sounds like he used to love her, and now, he only gets to hold her to keep her from hurting someone.

Not that I think he should get to hold my mom in a loving embrace. I’m one hundred percent Team Dad all the way. But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel for the brokenhearted werewolf.

“They were scare tactics. It’s not like I was trying to hurt her.” Rebecca meets my mother’s eyes this time, defiance clear in her posture.

“You could have killed her! You almost did!” Mom is wild, to the point that I consider if we might have some wolf in our veins.

“She’s alive⁠—”

“It doesn’t matter, you selfish bitch!” Shit. This is not a good indication of future Thanksgivings. “You almost killed my daughter!”

Mason Jameson is fully carrying my mother now as she tries to scale him to get at Warner’s mom.

“I’m—”

“CHALLENGE!” The word roars so loud that I bet half of Pine Falls heard it.

And from the triumphant, slightly scary grin my mom wears, I think she somehow upped the stakes of this confrontation.

Every wolf, including the stoic Roderick, wears a wide-eyed expression. Tanya even lets out a strangled gasp and now clutches her twin’s arm so tight that her knuckles stain white.

Clearly, I’m the only one who doesn’t know what’s coming next.

54

WARNER

Zoey glances up at me, confusion twisting her brows. She has no idea that her mother just demanded to fight a werewolf.

Selena Gunner has no fear.

“Selena—” Uncle Mason starts, but the woman won’t be censured.

“You know the rules.” Zoey’s mom jabs a finger toward mine. “Time and place. Name them.”

“Do you see this idiocy?!” Mom stares at Roderick, even as she waves toward Selena. “This is what comes of wolves and humans associating. They think they know our ways. That they can be one of us.”