Chapter 8 8.

~Seraphina

​For a moment I just gape at him, at his outstretched hand.

​The thought of pressing close to him, feeling his grip on my hand, on my waist, is almost too much to bear. But who am I to deny an Alpha's invitation? My heart is in my throat as I reach out, slipping my hand into his. It's w...

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