The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate
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Chapter 60: Two months
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Regina watched the landscape go by as the sun slowly rose above the horizon.
She tracked it’s slow pace across the sky, her arm tightened across her backpack as if it was an amulet against the problems of the world.
Alphas and betas and omegas huddled near her, the refuse of the world, dirty clothes packed with dust, teeth missing, the car stunk of unwashed bodies.
And desperation, each eye gleaming with the desire to leave the poverty stricken countryside, buoyed by the hope of a new life in the cities.
These people, so much like the multitudinous waves of the world crashed would crash upon the city’s shores, time after time, eon after eon, the dreams of the peasants never die.
Regina was neither an expert nor a person that admittedly gave much of a damn about Marxist theory.
Class struggle was something that for other people to worry about.
She had gotten where she had gotten through sheer grit and hard work, not star
