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He's Back, but Not to Stay

작가: Bella Moondragon
last update 게시일: 2025-03-04 05:08:06

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“Line up,” I whisper against ten-year-old Lexa’s ear. “Breathe in… release.” An arrow splits the cool spring air in two. A soft squeak whispers toward us as a squirrel falls from its perch on a nearby cottonwood tree. I squeeze her waist in silent congratulations while she beams, her dark-blue eyes wide and round. “Good job.” I grin, giving her a pat on the back. “Go get it.”

Lexa takes off in a blur of red curls and homespun textiles in soft creams and browns that match the melting snow.
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  • The Alpha King's Breeder   Do You Want To?

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  • The Alpha King's Breeder   No More Teasing

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  • The Alpha King's Breeder   Trapped in Memories

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