My Panic Lie Got Me an Alpha
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I was going to kill my mother.
Alpha Garrett—the third "suitable match" she'd arranged this month—was lecturing me about my future like I was livestock being appraised.
"You're young and healthy. Perfect for breeding. At least three pups, I think." He gestured with his fork. "You'll need to quit that little job at the archives. Focus on pack duties. And no more wasting money on cosmetics and fancy...
Alpha Garrett—the third "suitable match" she'd arranged this month—was lecturing me about my future like I was livestock being appraised.
"You're young and healthy. Perfect for breeding. At least three pups, I think." He gestured with his fork. "You'll need to quit that little job at the archives. Focus on pack duties. And no more wasting money on cosmetics and fancy...


















































