CHOSEN BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING
Andrea spun around, raised his bubble gun, and blasted her right in the face with a huge cloud of bubbles.
“You asked for it!” Adele laughed, grabbing her own bubble gun from the blanket. She started firing back, pink and blue bubbles exploding everywhere.
Andrea squealed—his high, happy scream that filled every empty corner inside me. He dodged and darted, laughing so hard he almost fell over. Adele chased him, pretending she couldn’t catch him, letting him get away just so he could feel fast and brave.