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Your slut, daddy.

Logan's POV.

The morning sun is yet to reach its peak in the sky but Lester and I are already meandering around the woods, jogging.

My beta is already a gasping mess behind me. I try not to laugh at him. Lester, though stronger than other ranking wolves in our pack, is too dramatic to be a beta.

Sometimes, I wonder why I've not elected another beta to take his position. Just an hour jog around the bush and he's already screaming and grumbling.

"Damn him for punishing me with an early-hour jog!" He curses, running in tow to catch up to me.

"I can hear you, beta. Werewolves abilities." I chime in, my voice rhyming with that of the cawing and singing birds.

"Fine. Let me say it out then. You're being an overbearing alpha this morning." I can feel his frustration bleeding through his words.

Squelching to a halt briefly, I burst into a fit of laughter, doubling over. Beads of sweat trickle down my face when I lower my head.

"Lester. Quit being dramatic! Let's go on." I tell him, tur
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