Alpha Loren
Luca said, wrapping his arm around Amaani and pressing his lips into her cheek.
She blushed and giggled.
“There are diapers, clothes, formula-” she began after regaining composure.
“Relax, Maani,” Luca said, taking her hand, “The Alpha and Luna have done this ten times. Cheers Ells, you’re the best.”
He chubbed Theodore’s cheek, ruffled my hair and dragged Amaani down the drive.
“Aruba, baby!” he bellowed, his voice emanating throughout the forest.
“Right...” I said, shutting the door behind me, “One more? Why not?”
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