Taken by His Alpha Best Friend
I chuckled depressingly, “To make it all better, the child is the result of some werewolf bastard that had no plan on being a father. She’s been raising a pup alone for six years.”
Speaking it out loud made the situation more depressing. Sharing that my fated one was a human would be even worse. Tara being human was my problem and mine alone.
“Now, all I can think about is ripping that bastard apart.” I paused. “And, I plan on taking in the pup, she has no control over her gift.”
“Let me help.”
I swiveled my chair and faced my friend. He was looking through my files, messing up the carefully organization system.
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