Alpha Braddock
I smile at them as they approach, “welcome to the Iron Claw pack, I stretch my hand to the Former Alpha and address him as such.
He clears his throat, “just Braddock is fine, or Mr. Westfield works too,” he turns and his eyes twinkle as he looks at his Luna, “this is Luna Charlie, my fated mate.”
She looks at me and her light green eyes are mesmerizing, but not as stunning as her daughters dark blue ones, I watch as they flicker to black and her wolf peers out at me and Boris pushes forward. I watch her cheeks flush pink and her lips curl in a genuine smile. I try to push Boris back, but he won’t budge, and I close my eyes and shake my head. I hear her giggle and her hand takes mine, “I’m
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