Entangled with my Alpha bully
Since he couldn't test the limit of how much his father could tolerate yet, the poor training post would have to suffer his wrath.
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Elsa, a little girl, not more than the age of ten, with shoulder-length brown hair, made her way down the stairs, heading into a basement.
She had an expression on her face like she had been looking for something, or rather, someone.
She pushed a basement door open and took a step inside, her eyes softened, and her lips slowly stretched into a smile.
She had found who she was looking for.
Ryan, who had been busy punching the training post with bleeding knuckles with the same vigor that he had started with and the same look in his eyes.
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