Too Little Too Late

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Alpha Blake I can’t seem to rip my eyes from her, she looks angelic as her body relaxes into the water while her golden hair floats around her like a halo. My Luna. It doesn’t matter how many times I say it, it’s still so f*****g surreal. I can’t help but feel that I’ve changed, that she’s changed too since I marked her and the bond has intensified in ways that I could have never imagined. I could care less if I’m content, pleasing her is now my first priority. My life is no longer about my own selfish desires but now completely revolves around her. I intend to serve her like my queen and bear the weight of the entire world on my shoulders. Pussy whipped, I tell myself. That’s what I am and damn proud of it too. One minute my bedroom feels like it has a revolving door with different wome

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