The Alpha King's Breeder
He cuts off his scream immediately and blinks up at me, his little mouth hanging open in surprise.
When my scream cuts out, he grins, giggling, and his bad mood is all but forgotten. Of course, several maids come sprinting in our direction because it did, in fact, sound like we were being murdered, but I’m the baby of the family. My direct family, at least. I have no idea what to do with him. I never babysat any of Misty’s or Sarah’s kids–that was always Brie’s job, her pleasure, actually. I was often the one who needed babysitting, even in my teens.
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