Number 35 - Love Can Make or Break Me
He was our newly coronated Alpha, he had just turned 18. Alpha David stood on stage in all his glory, attractive was all that really came to mind and want. I wanted him so bad, me and every other she wolf in the room. He was young, sharp, strong, kind and goddess his body must have been chiselled from stone. His blond curls perfectly framed his face as his arms crossed against his chest, just bleeding authority. He wasn’t the tallest in the pack, but he was still a good head taller than me, and I was not the shortest girl around. I always caught his gaze, I would look down and smile flirtatiously. As usual our eyes met, he noticed me, he had always noticed me. It had been this way since we were in school together, I never dared approach him though. The fear of rejection and from that of m
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