Mated to the Alpha Don
She spoke into the crown of my head as I bawled like a baby.
“You’re all right,” I cried in relief.
“Of course I am all right,” Mama replied, patting my back. “Your mama is made of stronger stuff. Now stop worrying about me and go save everyone.”
“They took Gabe,”I spoke into her shoulder sadly.
“Then we gotta get him back,” Mama replied firmly. “No one takes our men and gets away with it.”
I nodded, meeting Amaya’s eyes. We would get him back.
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