Alpha For Christmas
Annie knocked on the door, carrying a cup of God knows what.
“What do you have there?” Lyon asked the maid who held a cup that was steaming hot.
“Ginger ale, Alpha,”
“Wait,” Lyon held my hands as I was about to collect it from her.
“Taste it first before Livia drinks it,” He ordered her, immediately the maid grabbed a small cup from the mini fridge and poured a little amount into it, she gulped it down and glared at Lyon.
“I would never hurt the future Luna, Alpha Lyon,” Annie swallowed, as though she felt unappreciated for scooping in the ginger ale without anyone knowing.
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