Alpha Zale's Weakness
I wasn’t fragile, I know
I wasn’t excited, I know.
Those were the four-lettered words I was currently battling with. W.I.F.E. He pulled me possessively to his chest as he announced to everyone holding me to his well-built, hard chest.
“Just so you all know, she is mine! And you know better than to dare lay a finger on her! I, Alpha Zale Van Dizetro, hereby claim her as my mate.” he warned, roaring out loud to everyone. And with that, he grabbed me tightly on my wrist. People quickly made way for him to pass in order to avoid trouble.
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