The Alpha's Innocent Mate
Almost.
“Are you okay, sweetie?” she asks, and puts the tray down next to me, before sitting down herself with a hand placed on my shoulder.
“I think so,” I answer, but then I sigh and look down at the floor. “I don’t know.”
“Talk to me, Yohanna,” Soraya says, rubbing her hand up and down my back, before picking up a teacup and shoving it towards me with much more force and grace than I would have expected. But then again, this woman is a Luna, the female leader of this pack, and a mother of three equally stubborn, grown people. She doesn’t spill a single drop, not even when I catch it in my trembling hands.
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