Claimed By A Father And Son
Royalty Writes i think i slept with my brother's best friendi was crazy once they locked me in a roomi slept with my brotheri don't want to bed you chapter 1
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I was butchering the song like my life depended on it.
On Lucian’s hoodie.
Clutching a hairbrush like it was a microphone and my name was on the damn Coachella banner.
(Oh my goddess.)
My wolf sounded mortified. (You’re off-key, naked, and about three seconds from falling into that vase.)
“Shut uuuup!” I whined, swaying like a malfunctioning stripper. “I am healing.”
🎶 “High all the time, to keep you off my mind…