Fated To One, In Love With The Alpha Twins
Color everywhere, music, the works.
I stood up high on that stage, pretending to be regal or whatever. Lanterns flickering gold, packmates laughing and pounding on drums. For five seconds, I felt something solid, like maybe I could be proud. Then, suddenly, these wolf pups catch me off-guard, yanking me into their spinning, shrieking dance. I twirled along, skirts flying, my wolf inside me almost... happy.
Almost.
And of course, that’s when I saw him. Because fate loves to be cruel. Dante. Leaning against a shadowy pillar, all brooding and silent, his eyes never leaving me, staring like I was the climax of some story he couldn’t rewrite.
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