Bully Me, Alpha
Someone kind, patient, and steady.
She placed a hand over her heart, overwhelmed. “Thank you for waiting, Alpha,” she said sincerely, voice soft. “I might like you more than your son now.”
"Ouch," Xavier said with a mock pout, clutching his chest dramatically.
"I like you too, more than my son,” his father teased, chuckling low.
"Oh, stop it already, Dad!” Xavier groaned, narrowing his eyes at Amber. “What happened to your hair?” He reached out gently with his good hand, brushing a stray curl from her face. “It’s all messed up. And your cheek, did someone hit you?”