The Alpha King's Breeder
“You remember how she bitched and moaned about me leaving for Moonrise last fall? Well, now that I’m back, all she wants to talk about is me getting married and bride prices. Apparently, she knows someone who knows someone in Teshka whose friend has a cousin with a son who’s had his eye on me for some time now.”
I sputter a laugh. “Oh, please, it can’t be that bad.”
“She’s already sewing my wedding dress for the Harvest Festival. It’s horrendous, Lexa. I’d rather get married naked.”
I give her a playful nudge, and thankfully she laughs, her green eyes crinkling against the sharp sunlight as we weave through the wheat. She’s not alone when it comes to overbearing mothers. Meg, Hara, Analise,
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