My Singing Alpha
I concentrated harder, willing the features of my imaginary mate to become clearer.
As I visualized him, his eyes emerged as a striking shade of blue-gray, accompanied by a charming smile that made my heart flutter. A smile crept onto my face as I pictured this idealized mate, feeling a sense of comfort in his imagined presence. With each passing moment, the details of his face sharpened, until suddenly, the guy inside my head looked remarkably familiar.
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