Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha
She keeps fighting him trying to make him let go, "Okay, girl, that's enough."
He grabs her and picks her up without letting her mouth go.
"Goodnight, Laurie. We'll keep talking tomorrow, it's late now," he says and goes upstairs trying to contain Diory's crazy body contorting and trying to set herself free like a damn wild cat.
"That is fully Daniel's fault," my mom says as she watches them leave, shaking her head, "She's a demon. I'm scared for my life everytime we're alone."
"Shut up," I laugh, "I actually think she's just like you."
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