Her Possessive Alpha
“Hello young lady, are you lost? Looking for someone maybe? She turned to see a middle-aged woman smiling at her, the woman was holding a basket of wheat in her hands, the basket also contained a small sickle, she appeared to be heading home.
Well, um yes actually, I was hoping if you could help me. Im looking for someone who lives around here.”
“I dont know many people around here either dear, Im a newcomer like you; I am a widow who just moved to this town not up to a month ago with my son, but my uncle hes originally from this village and he knows everyone better than the back of his hand, Im sure hell be able to help you. Whats your name dear?
Its um Susannah.
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