The Alpha's Prize
“So whaddya say, Nova? We doin this?”
I took every inch of him in- the heavy set shoulders, muscled thighs in tight jeans with cowboy boots, that strong handsome face. I looked around at the white marbled kitchen countertops and table, comparing it to the secondhand wooden table sitting back home in Meridian. Yes, I could get on just fine here.
I sat up straight to give some formality to the occasion, hoping the white fluffy robe didn’t invalidate my words. “Yes. I say yes. I will go to war with you against Alpha Wyatt, and we will honour the alliance. I will be your Luna”, I declared.
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