Chapter summary of Chapter 8 – The Sexy Player and His Werewolf Girl by _lily0521
In Chapter 8, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel The Sexy Player and His Werewolf Girl by _lily0521, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of The Sexy Player and His Werewolf Girl.
He was not shy about exploring and I followed his example. He pulled away which made me whimper but he quickly gave me another kiss before saying" Did you use my shampoo?"
"Yeah. I didn't have my shampoo with me."
"I like it that you smell like me kitten." He said while pecking my lips with every word.
I pushed him back and said " As much as I would like to continue this, I'm hungry and I made both of us breakfast." I said while retrieving the trays one by one. I sat next to him on the bed with the tray on my lap just like him. As soon as he bit into the egg and cheese muffins he moaned in delight." I take it you like it." I giggled.
"Indeed I do. I have a wonderful cook as my mate." He said while stuffing the other muffin into his mouth.
"Thanks. But I've been meaning to ask you... How come Adam and Howard already know I'm there Luna."
"Well your scent changed the day you met me kitten." He said after sipping his smoothie.
"You remember that chance I gave you... Well you don't need to do it anymore. I decided that I want to be by your side forever." I said while looking down at my tray and fiddling with my fingers.
Meeting the Family- Part 2
Maybe he thought better of the situation and didn't want me anymore. He probably didn't want to deal with an energetic little girl like myself. Or maybe I'm not good enough for him. I didn't have the biggest boobs nor the biggest butt. I'm nothing compared to those past girls he must have dated or have sex with.
These were the negative comments surging through my mind at this very moment. I looked back at him to find any hint of disgust and such but I didn't find anything his expression was blank. I'm think this is my cue to leave so that's exactly what I did. I got up from the bed with my tray. I set my tray down on the coffee table. I could feel tears threatening to fall as I turned the knob to the door.

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