The Alpha's Misplaced Mate
she snaps, finished with trying to be civil.
"I'm your mate. You're supposed to trust me," he growls, and she raises her eyebrows, laying her pile of t-shirts into an open suitcase.
"And you're not supposed to knock another woman up," she retorts.
"I'm not the first Alpha to do it," he protests, and her eyes widen of their own accord.
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" She asks, her tone void of any emotion.
He hesitates, and Amber shakes her head.
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