Unwanted daughter of cursed Alpha King
This hurt as fuck, but when I walked to the lake nearby, it was worth every second of it.
“So, you were in my head. Oh my god, I thought that I had some kind of torture-ridden paranoia.” I looked at the magnificent reflection of a white wolf tinged with a mixture of lilac, ash and golden ombré-like shine endings on the fur. It is hard to explain. She looked regal. She shared the shine, colour and shades of the full moon above us. “Lovely to meet you finally. My name is Meena,” she said. “Meena, it sounds as if it was derived from the mean”, I internally giggled. Meena scoffed, visibly annoyed with my smart-ass remark and responded: “Do you know, Missy, that this name is actually derived from
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