My Alpha Mate Wants An Open Relationship
“Tame? Camilla, I thought you were braver than that.”
“Oh, I am brave and you know that,” I retort, nudging his arm playfully. “But I am not about to start with the roller coaster that looks like it’s trying to launch people into space.” I add.
Logan laughs, leading the way to the carousel. The ride is a whirl of bright colors and cheerful music, with painted horses bobbing up and down as kids giggle and parents snap photos. We pick two horses side by side, and I can’t help but feel a little silly as I climb onto mine. Logan, of course, looks completely at ease, like he was born to ride a fake horse in circles. He is nothing like the domineering Alpha of Moon lake pack.
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