The King Alpha’s Mate
He placed me down against the tree and I trailed my hand down his ripped torso, making sure to feel every ab in sight before my eyes scanned the prominently defined V which led down to his shorts.
“Nate, why is my birthday tattooed on your arm?” I looked up at him.
“Be patient little one, the time will come.”
And just like that, the dream ended. Every single time.
It was clear Nate had been avoiding me as he never seemed to be around, even though my new friends told me he was usually heavily involved in the students lives. I shouldn’t care anyway, it wasn’t like anything had actually happened. Granted, we had a strange, intense moment but that was all it was… a moment. Nothing more, nothing
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