In these moments always full of painful polemics, far from this temple, in the abode of the supreme alpha, Leroy reflects on what his pack must think of him, he feels bad and crouches on the ground with his back leaning against the door of his kitchen while his dinner for two cooked on low heat.
-> says to himself internally while sliding his hands along his neck so as to cover his neck. A long sigh is pushed by this same Apollo who ends up rising from his place with the intention of taking care of his kitchen again.
Without the supreme alpha knowing it, while he is barking at a low voice while watching his béchamel sauce that he plans to spread on his lasagna, a feminine silhouette is revealed slightly near the kitchen door. By the enticing smell, Lenore bites her lower lip without b
