The Alpha’s Mate
Now.
"Stop, this isn't a competition," I growled, using my Alpha tone to command attention and silence the room. "Angel is my mate, and Peach is just a friend."
Peach face softened into a pout, and she batted her long lashes innocently as she directed her gaze to my mate. "Yeah Ang, I'm just a friend. I can't believe you think I would do that," she sniffled, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes.
Angel's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Oh really, why can I smell you all over him then?" she challenged, obviously not moved by Peach's tears.
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