Alpha Logan
he said like that made it better.
I growled again. “No. You aren’t giving my little girl a glitter anything, least of all a bomb. I don’t need glitter all over the packhouse. It will never fully be cleaned up, and everyone will have glitter in their hair and probably their fur when they transform. Deactivate it and dismantle it. Just buy her a doll or something,” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose.
“You are no fun, Alpha. But fine, I’ll reconsider my gift. Now, as for your mate,” he said, quickly hitting keys on his laptop.