Triplets for the Alpha Triplets
“Dad would never let them take that b*tch, so why didn’t he say anything today?”
Mother crossed her legs, removing her sandals, with a wicked smile on her face. “There’s something called blackmail, Kendra.”
I stopped. “Blackmail?”
She pushed herself farther into my bed and rested on it, facing me as she licked a d*ck toy she got from her handbag. Mother always did that when she wasn’t able to f*ck someone and it had become a habit.
“I caught your father freeing a wolfant.”
“So what?”
Wolfants are special wolves but they are said to be forbidden and perilous. Their genes were mutated, turning them into something else, good or bad but most times bad. Those that didn’t turn bad and didn’t die e
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