The Stolen Alpha
"Fucking right. And you’re Alpha Storm, who likes Star Wars. We’re going to get along just fucking fine—well, as long as you don’t smell like me, daughter. So please take a fucking shower."
Dad raised his eyebrows at mom and I thought he would say something, but all that came out of his mouth was. "Hi princess."
"Hi Ash. Can I have a kiss?"
Dad picked mom up and carried her inside the packhouse like she was his fucking bride, leaving me, Sierra, and Storm outside.
Aunt Kat came out of the office and kissed Aunt Sierra, "Hey, Cherry, so Leia has been planning something?"
"She’s your best friend. I don’t know what’s going on." Sierra said, taking Aunt Kat’s hand and walking inside.
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