The Alpha's Hidden Triplets
After delivering the good beatdown to the guards, I turn my small boots to look for the crazy lady.
Sade Wintermere, having twisted her ankle on the stones, still has not managed to get her body up from the ground.
I hop and skip out of the bushes toward her form, yelling from afar in a loud kid voice, “Excuse me, old ma'am, coming through fast, your big body is blocking the public path!”
Sade turns her head to see my small body sprinting straight toward her like a fast rocket.
If my tough frame hits her ribs, my wolf knows she will be in a massive world of pain.
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