The Alpha King's Breeder
We had sleepovers and trained together until we started school and went our separate ways for the first time.
It was my fault we grew apart. One day, I didn’t want to play in the woods anymore. My interests shifted from climbing trees to playing with dolls, then shifted further to my piano and the romance novels that cover every surface of my room. Evander fell to the wayside, and it was natural. He is a boy, and I’m a girl. I’m a witch, and he’s a shifter. I’m a princess, and he’s… a lethal machine trained to inflict quiet, swift death.
I find it hard to swallow as I turn from Dad and pretend to be invested in his bookshelves. My mind races to our last encounter. Evander, having been gone
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