Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha
Christian's eyes seem to sparkle with excitement, "Turns out he's my fated mate."
"Mmm, that’s a damn good score. But he told me his name isn't Johnny," he mentions, eyes narrowing.
"Well, he lied. His name is Johnny Smith Junior,” I mumble and finish the rest of my glass before pouring myself and Christian another one. I didn’t want to talk about this but Rio opened his big äss mouth.
"Oh, yeah? He doesn't look like a Johnny."
"What does he look like?"
"Like... some exotic name. Something sexy," he blurts out and everything stops having a funny tinge then as my scent turns heavy. Christian throws up his hands, "Oops, sorry, Alpha. So you're no longer the innocent little Law we met, huh?"
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