Alpha Arthur;

Elara isn't putting on any pants or bras. There is nothing underneath. That has been the thoughts that filled my head as I stood in the presence of Alpha Maxwell and the others.

My eyes can’t stop trailing her in every direction she chooses to move. First, I noticed Nova approached her, and I couldn't help but wonder what's up with these two. They’ve grown so close to each other. Something I love to see.

Unlike most she-wolves. Their relationship is healthy even when they’ve both ridden the same cock.

Elara moves away from Nova, darting in the direction of Kingsley. What the hell is she doing? Why...