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Gore sat in his office, making sure to double check with another coven of witches, to see if they were still on board with the plan of stopping Onyx.

"Come in," Gore called, after a knock was sound at the door.

Blossom pushed the door open, swinging her hips as she walked over to the Gore's desk. "Hey there Alpha," she batted her eyes at him, then stood beside him.

"Is there something I can help you with?" He asked.

She ran her hand through his hair. “Yes, this."

’’What?’’ Gore looked up at her now, giving her his full attention.

’’I’m in heat, Alpha. I’m sure you can help me with that.’’ She purred, slowly unbuttoned her blouse to expose her breasts.

Gore looked away, because nothing about Blossom attracted him. Her chest was too flat, her nose too up turned, she wore too much makeup, and had the scent of other men on her.

"Please leave," Gore told her, still not looking.

"Oh come on Alpha, don't you want this?" She licked her lips.

Gore growled out at her, "go!"

Blossom whimpered, t