Chapter 27 Not my pack, not my problem

Nyxara

“Alright, say ahh! Look up and we go! Adnan, sit your furry little butt down before I tie you to the chair!”

The pups scattered like leaves in a storm, giggling and yipping as they darted between the colorful plastic tables. One of them—a tiny girl with mismatched socks and a bandage on...

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