The Dark Alpha's Pet
I grunt out in my sleepy state.
He grins down at me. “Tonight’s Hazel’s 18th coming-of-age ceremony. Oh, and your mother had a penguin suit made for you, too, asshole.” He says in a cheeky tone.
I let out a growl. “No thanks, asshat.” I say, glaring at Hunter’s attire with disgust. Today has already been a shitty day of dealing with annoying Alphas. Plus, I had to sit next to that overly talkative Gamma’s daughter, Hazel, during lunch, and she constantly touched my arm as she tried talking to me. Now I have to go to a fucking party and deal with her some more.
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