The Mateless Alpha and I
Natasha said, heading into the living room, her hands holding her head as she battled her troubling headache.
"It's a little too late for that, Natasha," he replied.
"What time is it?" she asked.
"It's half past noon. Considering how and what time you were brought in here, it's expected," Lucian explained.
"Well, I guess when you have your life pre-planned long before you were born, one tends to lose a sense of time, doesn't she?" Natasha said, heading to the sofa. “In fact, was it ever mine to begin with, or am I just basically living on borrowed time?”
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