Alpha Alvar's Runaway Bride

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acter in the TV show has everything I dream of-school, hot wate

rtantly, equal

it's nice to daydr

human stuff is bullshit. Hierarchy is innate; w

ch less crap made

en are all man-made, and I don't see you using them any less. Of

h my basket, it's lunch time. The wh

to watch the hit TV show Alph

the coals and dash to the corner. Over there, a small black-and-white TV sits on the counter. It's o

he table, but I don't care at al

the powe

usiness at the pack is getting worse; it's ab

n on? I check back and fo

n selling some of the useless wolves to the

cause I really want to see what happens in the next episode. Last time, the heroine told the hero s

. I've heard that if you're a slave, you live and die at your mast

s, cradle the TV in my arms, and he

. Besides, who's better at being a slave than Rylee?

lls my name, startling me so much th

cks and turn my

Luna are in cahoots. They both take

glaring at me angrily. Across from him, S

oom too? I thought he

ELONY to steal and sell pack assets?" Anto pushes his chair away he

back of my neck, "I didn't steal the TV. I was goin

so strong that my head is slapped sideways. My check

is jerk won't be happy fo

f my eye, I see Syd

ke it away? Who knows if you're going to fix it or sell it? Do you re

front of everyone. But I did

d shouts, "Marta, Marta, get over here and che

laces the TV on the dining table, pluggin

again and pulls me roughly o

's broken! I didn't steal anything!" I yell in all directions, and with eager eyes. I look over to Marta

nswer. She avoids even m

I ask inc

apron pocket with trembling hands,