Alpha’s Illicit Affairs With My Step Sister
Pituri raverejected by alpha, mated to his alpha king uncleforced to be his bride fated to be his mateclaimed by the alpha's loverejecting my lycan mate
The last time I saw him, he was a teenager, about thirteen or fourteen years old, hanging around my uncle's campsite.
Now he appeared to be about six feet tall, muscular like all wolves, with sandy hair and blue eyes. Three thin scars crossed his eyebrow and ran down his cheek. I don't know why, but the scars made me anxious. Hypocrisy, I know.
It has been seven years since I spent a week and a half with my uncle in the Santa Cruz Mountains. I haven't seen Randy in years. I remembered him as a strangely attentive child. I often caught him looking at me, but I didn't have the strength to worry. My mother has just died. I wandered lost in grief but tried to hide it from all these strangers. In
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