To Tame The Alpha
In fact, they would line up outside my tent until I was satiated.
I had called Mandy, one of the most beautiful and fierce warriors of my pack. She knew me, because she had catered to me many times, but before she could take off her clothes, I asked her to fucking leave. Even the idea of touching her repulsed me. Something was seriously wrong with me, and I knew I had to see the Shaman as soon as I reached my pack. Or maybe a psychiatrist? Me, Alpha Ezra, in chaos because of a wolf-less little girl? Surely, goddess had better plan for me, right?
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