The Alpha's Unloved Luna
Spinning around with deadly intent, I found my head guard, his face frozen in shock.
"Let go of me!" I hissed and he gulped, slowly releasing my arm.
"Ma'am, please... Your parents would like to speak with you. She's on the phone," he informed me, taking several cautious steps backward.
Sylvia had always been known as an unruly child—short-tempered, rash, proud, and self-reliant, never cowering from anyone. A quintessential Alpha Female, even her security guards had learned to be wary around her.
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