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Clementine is a werewolf. She was also born blind. Has that slowed her down? Nope. Not even a little. If anything, being a werewolf gave her the ultimate upgrade package. Her other senses are enhanced, and her hearing is so ridiculously good that she can hear a squirrel rustling around five miles away. Which sounds impressive until you realize that she can also hear conversations from five miles away. And some of those conversations? Absolutely horrifying. She has learned that there are some things a person simply cannot unhear. Unfortunately, having super-hearing means Clementine has no choice. Someone could be whispering something deeply embarrassing on the other side of town, and Clementine will be standing there thinking, I did not need to know that. Her sense of smell isn’t much better. She can pick up scents from ten miles away, which is fantastic for tracking. It’s less fantastic when she realizes what some of those smells actually belong to. Thankfully, Clementine doesn’t navigate the world alone. Her loyal golden retriever, Rue, is her seeing-eye dog. Well… Mostly. When Clementine is human, Rue takes her job very seriously. She guides her around obstacles, helps her navigate unfamiliar places, and keeps her safe. But when the full moon hits and Clementine transforms? Rue apparently clocks out of the seeing-eye-dog department. Because once Clementine becomes a wolf, Rue becomes her hunting partner. Together, they’re an unstoppable duo: one blind werewolf with absurdly powerful senses and one golden retriever who has apparently decided that having two completely different job descriptions is perfectly normal. Clementine may not be able to see the world. But she can hear it, smell it, hunt it… And occasionally wish she couldn’t hear it quite so well.
Clementine froze mid-step. Rue stopped beside her, immediately recognizing that look. “What?” Rue seemed to ask. Clementine tilted her head, listening intently. “Five miles east.” Rue waited. “There’s a squirrel.” A pause. “It just farted.” Rue stared at her. Clementine sighed. “Why do I have super-hearing again?” Rue gave a sympathetic whine. “Exactly.”
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