Forced To Marry The Ruthless Alpha
A couple of days pass by before I manage to swallow my first bites of food, bland to my taste buds, I mentally felt sickened by the sight of it.
"A little is better than none, don't worry about it." Beck smiles gently, taking the dish of vegetable soup from me as I push it away.
Managing a few sips of fresh orange, I push that away too as my stomach clenches painfully with nausea.
"I brought another game, one that I'm certain you'll like this time." Beck announces, sliding the puzzle board along the couch to me.
I barely spare it a glance.
"I can't even begin to imagine how you feel, and I won't presume to...but the pack need stability...and Hardin wouldn't want anyone else running this pack
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