A Female Alpha’s Revenge
Zelda, immersed in the joy of impending shopping, remained oblivious to the malicious pheromones.
She felt Paisley's grip on her wrist loosen—her crimson pheromones surged, and she bounded down the stairs with a roar, her aura shaking the first-floor tiles.
Zelda froze, her wolf ears twitching.
Paisley stood before Sabrina, her crimson pheromones blazing like wildfire. Her pupils narrowed into molten vertical slits, and her wolf claws faintly gleamed with silver. "Who are you talking about? Spit it out. No beating around the bush."
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