Every Rose
A man in his twenties, 6'11, covered in tattos with short kept black hair, and the most beautiful green eyes i've ever seen.
"Alpha Wyatt? What's wrong? Is everything okay??" Aunt Tara asked in a panic state. He didn't take his eyes off me. He started growling, and even though my heart was pounding, I couldn't look away. Something was pulling me towards him. He smelled delicious, and was sexy as hell.
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