Taken by His Alpha Best Friend
“But that is no excuse for his behavior or the way he has treated you, now and in the past. I promise, should something like that happen again, I will be there for you.”
The salt and pepper packets were pressed together in the mimicry of an embrace. My daughter was whispering under her breath, something about forgiveness and a black moon.
I swallowed the lump in my throat and replied, “I appreciate that, Soren. Really.”
The salt and pepper packets had been forgotten on the table. My daughter was looking between Soren and I, searching our faces with a sheen of growing hope in her eyes.
“Are you friends again?” She mumbled hesitantly.
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