You are Princess ArielThe corner of her mouth turned up. “I don't blame you. Not for me either. So, if not rings, how can I help you?"I put my hand in my pocket, but hesitated. Should I give my pendant to some strange supernatural to have it repaired, even if Owen recommended it? Someone tried to kill me, and this woman gave off a strange reptilian smell."Trust issues, huh?" Nodding, she pulled up a chair and sat down. “I am Koko, at your service. Now, since you're a she-wolf living in our beautiful pack... if your scent is any indication of that... I'd guess you're Sam, the owner of the Killed Sheep." With a wink, she asked, "Did I manage?""You've never been to the Killed Sheep. I would remember." Her presence was soothing, which helped calm my nerves."Thanks for the compliment, and no, I wasn't. I quit drinking many years ago, and I read on my tablet. My brother knows someone who works there, so I heard about it." Leaning back, displaying superior strength and balance, she took
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