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the memories win

He left me a football team

The place I call home is just a pitstop for her

Even if that means handcuffing Luna to my bed

Power Shift the memories winI've always wanted a pack to call my own. I just didn't expect to have to fight for my place in it. Being raised in a pack, I grew up knowing exactly what I wanted. A place where I'd belong, where I'd be loved and safe. So the night I smack pasta first into a tall, scowling alpha who smells like he could be mine, I think I've finally found my happily ever after. A pack of strong, devoted alphas and a life full of warmth and protection. I should have

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