The Alpha King's Breeder
Especially precious for Skye.
“I still get nightmares,” I admit with heartbreaking quiet. “Some worse than others.”
“What are they about?”
“Most I don’t remember by the time they wake me up,” I tell her before tugging on the sheets currently clamped between Marianna’s knees. I cover Skye to the chin, adding, “But mostly bad things happening to the people and places I love, and I can’t figure out how to stop it.”
Skye exhales deeply through her nose. She doesn’t say anything, but I can tell that whatever was wrong is now much, much better, and the antidote she needed, Marianna, is currently tugging her closer, flooding her with warmth.
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