Alpha Zander
The light grey shirt she is wearing has her tear stains all down the front.
Seeing her like this fucking kills me.
"I, Beta Ashleigh Steward, reject you…”
Oh, hell no! I was not letting that happen! I did the one thing I could think of to stop her from saying those words. I lunged forward and kissed her.
For a brief moment, she melts into the kiss, her lips moving with mine. The mate bond pulses through me, alive with the need to complete the process.
It is the best fucking kiss of my life. Her lips are soft and tender, trembling a little as she tries to calm herself, I could taste her tears as I try to deepen the kiss but she has other plans.
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