The Princess's Mate
Sweet birch and pine assault me as Princess Sasha makes her way around my black SUV.
She looks as if she just ended a photoshoot with a high-end magazine. She is in a tight but modest knee-length red dress. She has wavy blonde hair that reaches the middle of her back. Her legs are long, and her bust is full. She might be young, but her body is all woman. Someone clears their throat, and my mind snaps back to attention.
"Welcome to White Crest, I am Alpha Ben, and this is Luna Chelsea," I recite the line before meeting Sasha's big brown eyes.
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