Sophie’s eyes lowered, performing a curtsy when her turn came. The Master Luna, Annabelle, a sweet, beautiful middle-aged woman just a little older than her mother, smiled at her, though she was enveloped in a cloud of perfume. She put a hand under Sophie’s chin, and while she fought the urge to snatch it away, she turned her chin to the ceiling. "She is so pretty. Isn’t she lovely, dear?" The woman appealed to her husband, Master Alpha Alfonso. After raising a brow in the presence of his two sons, Luna Annabelle accepted the glass of champagne that had been offered to her. "Such lovely cheekbones, my dear... I like you already, Sophie." "Enough with that darling, leave the girl alone," the Master Alpha responded, not looking at Sophie or her cheekbones or, to her relief, her child-bearing hips, which were probably the only attribute in his future daughter-in-law that interested him but staring at the glass of champagne he held. He wasn’t holding it for long. Luna Annabelle release
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