Alpha Scarlett
She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture.
“Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires?
“Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link.
“How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared.
“They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of
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