Alpha Zac
Throwing the deep green blades into the air, his high-pitched giggles emanate around us as each piece tickles his creamy skin as it comes back down.
I smile, staring at this small miracle in front of me. A silent tear slides down my cheek; damnit, I told myself I wouldn't cry. I hadn't been out here since the funeral, it didn't seem real then, and it doesn't seem real now. Tate may not have been my mate, but we connected from the start. He and Audrie were my first real friends here, who didn't see me as weak or disposable. They saw the person I could and would be. Zac was always keen on him, too, a senior warrior whose loyalty and love were worn on his sleeve. I shudder to think what would h
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