Ivy Gray

I didn't ask for two

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"You don't get to choose where the warmth comes from anymore, Kimmie." I was just a plus-sized courier with a big mouth and zero self-preservation metrics. But when I delivered a package to the wrong room, I accidentally signed my own death warrant. Now, I am locked inside a subterranean fortress with Frank—a walking bonfire of muscle and concrete authority—and Jake, a quicksilver predator who uses dirty talk to shred my last remaining nerves. They aren't humans. They are ancient, bone-snapping Alphas. And they’ve decided I belong to both of them. My mind screams that I'm top tier on the local food chain, but my body is already melting under their synchronized touch. Can I escape the monsters protecting me, or will their golden eyes consume me entirely?

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