The foremost Alpha‘s bride
Lola slammed her fist on the table, "My glorious history, it's enough that you know, don't mention it again."
"Glorious?" Caesar sneered, pouring the heated milk into Lola's cup, "What glorious history of yours? The glorious feat of fighting with a kitten and crying as a result, or the grand act of dating five Alphas at the same time, causing a fight when they found out about each other's existence, and almost making the local news?"
Lola defended herself boldly, "I learned my lesson later, okay? After that, I only dated three Alphas a day, one in the morning, one at noon, and one at night."
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