My Single Daddy Alpha.
He carved a bite off his ribeye and popped it in his mouth, chewing as he let me think on that one.
“I’m not a lone wolf. I have my parents, my kid, and plenty of shifter friends.”
“Friends or acquaintances?” he asked, pointing his knife at me. “Are the most important people in your life the ones who will always ask you to be something else? Something less wild, something less strong, for their own comfort?”
I picked up my utensils, shaking my head. I wanted to say no, wanted to retort that, of course, Travis would never expect something like that from me. Marley wouldn’t either, of that I was certain.
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