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You’re Not Taking My Baby

last update publish date: 2024-08-08 05:18:58

Sarah

I’m hallucinating. 

I have to be because Alpha Sydney of the Shadowcrest pack is standing in my doorway looking like he’s ready to rip someone in half. 

He’s handsome. Too beautiful to be real. His face has been carved from the purest marble by craftsmen who spent their entire lives dedicated to their art. Soft, slightly curly dark brown hair glints with copper as he takes a single step into my apartment. 

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