Possessed by the Alien King (Fated Mates of the Varool #1)
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He’d wait in a clump of orange rho-zalea, blending in perfectly. As I passed, he’d dart out and tap my calf with his paw, careful not to use his claws. I’d make a little eep of surprise, and he’d saunter away, his tail high in the air, clearly proud of himself. It was freaking adorable.