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Chapter Eight: The Kidnapping
Beta Greyson’s Point of View:
In spite of repeated requests, my alpha and best friend could not explain why I was babysitting the daughter of Alpha Silverton.
*Sidenote the last name of the Alpha and his family are the same as the packs, many generations ago, the first Silverton created this pack*
I followed Stephanie to her apartment, watched her leave once she took off the brown-haired wig, gloves, and glasses. She is hot, really hot! She was wearing a wrap around gold dress that fit her curves perfectly, with a v-cut neckline, that showed the tops of her well-endowed cleavage. I was in love.
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