The Rogue Alpha's Darling Mate
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My eyes dropped to his hand—
Fur.
Dark, coarse fur spread across his skin, his fingers fusing, reshaping into a massive paw.
My breath caught.
"It is almost that time of the month, do you think—"
"I’m fine, Marek," Alpha Xavier cut in, his voice flat, leaving no room for argument.
Marek hesitated, then bowed. "If you say so, Alpha."
And just like that, he was gone.
I parted my lips, the question forming, but before I could speak, Alpha Xavier turned sharply and continued walking.