The Alpha King's Breeder
He cries out, and I only have a split second to catch Brie as he lets go.
Brie is frantic, bright purple from crying, but whole.
“KENNA!” I scream, then launch my newborn second-cousin into the air like a football.
Kenna leaps, eyes wide, and catches Brie.
But a hand closes around my neck, squeezing so hard my vision fills with black spots.
Gabriel shoves me to my knees with strength I don’t think is possible for any man to possess.
“Fucking inbred scum,” I snarl, clawing his forearm.
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