TAKING CARE OF ME Zara'S POV I like Alpha Drake a lot, he was all I ever wanted in a mate and more. He made me feel special and beautiful. Beautiful, a word I never associated myself with, until I met him, even with all my flaws he still looked at me as if I was rare, delicate, and precious. Now he was all over me, fussing over my heart rate. I won't lie, no one has ever been concerned about my health since after my mum died, my father and brother would have gladly killed me if they could, I have no doubt that they let me live because they felt my being alive was worse than death. They were not wrong because I was a living corpse in my former pack. "I feel fine," I say to Drake who was looking
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