Contracted To The Alpha Daddy
But not yet.
Thea nodded solemnly, holding out her pinky. “I promise.”
We spent the next hour poring over the book together, Thea pointing out anything that caught her eye. Most of it was gibberish to her, to both of us really, but she didn’t seem to mind. She was just happy to be involved.
Then, she stopped on a page near the back, her finger tracing a line of text. “What’s this?”
I leaned over, squinting at the words. “Looks like it’s a recipe for some kind of perfume,” I said. “Said to mimic pheromones using natural ingredients.”
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