The Alpha’s Moonstone
I mused, “That seems a little…childish…for announcing an engagement to an Alpha, no?”
“Tradition is tradition,” she shrugged, “But, Alpha Damien, it seems Miss Katla will be able to make a choice,” she said, looking at the boxes. “Here, let me help,” and she lifted the boxes from my arms and placed them gently on the table under a window.
“What is your name?” I asked.
“I’m Claire, Omega to Miss Katla and the Alpha’s family.”
“Omega Claire, it has been my pleasure to meet you,” I said, smiling warmly.
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