Alpha's Regret, Begging My Convict Luna Back
Jasminewritesher tears were my lightthis time the tears were minemangle before she was brokenshe took my heart filled it with nothing but pain
They turned to each other, glaring with the kind of stubborn pride only the old alpha of a pack could carry.
“Me first,” the elderly woman snapped, slapping the man’s hand away.
“I’m older,” the man grumbled, crossing his arms, swaying slightly, and then coughing as if he were a tree bending in the wind.
I fought a snicker, but I caught the sharp edge in the woman’s gaze as she cursed him silently. The scent of her irritation was faint, but my wolf caught it immediately.
The middle aged woman was watching quietly, her lips twitching as if she wanted to laugh, but she held herself back. My wolf found what they were doing… amusing.
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