Alpha Ridge
I swear it was foreplay for them and it was just nasty.
“Where’s his milk? Do you have formula? Diapers and wipes,” I asked, in a demanding but matter of fact voice.
“We have what you’ll need where we’re going,” Tyler just said, not elaborating.
“Cutting and running? You wanted Long Tooth so bad but you won’t stand and fight for it? What a fucking joke you are,” I said, cradling the pup’s head with my hand.
“Damn you look good with a pup. Maybe the kid will be a real Alpha, maybe I’ll give him the chance to fight me back for his pack when he comes of age,” Tyler said, laughing.
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