“Can you cough, Ma’len?”
I’m about to tell the man not to ask me idiotic questions when Isavelle implores me with her big green eyes.
“Will you cough for me, Alpha?”
“Anything for you, sha’len.” I cough six times, and then a seventh for luck, and then glance at Isavelle, hoping she’s impressed with her Alpha’s strong-sounding lungs.
sir, your crazy is showing
— Jan 27, 2026 02:41AM
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