My Dear Alpha
“You’re not pulling my leg, right? I mean, Liv, after he broke your heart three years ago and chose Loren over you, you swore never to talk to him. Like ever again.”
“I know,” Livvy replied, her voice sounding distant. “But, Jadie…” she trailed off, rolling on her side to face Jordane.
“We both felt it last night.”
Jordane blinked, her mouth slowly dropping to a wide o.
“No,” she scoffed. “No way. He’s your mate?”
Livvy nodded.
Jordane scrambled to get back on her feet. She ran a hand through her hair.
“That…”
Suddenly, Livvy burst into a wave of laughter. She was doubling over, pounding on the ground, while Jordane folded her arms over her chest.
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