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15. Alpha Dex

The white walled, arched window design of our packhouse was meant to keep us cool against the fierce summer heat. Except it didn’t work so well with a dining hall rammed full of Alpha’s and their Beta’s all wearing ridiculously rich and heavy garments.

Luna Madeline looks as though the stick up her ass is the only thing keeping her vertical as she melts in her ruby velvet gown. It’s an unsettling blood red colour, her milky grey eyes and hair matched by her silent long grey-haired minion Olaf. A hulking brute who she constantly whispered to at the other end of our huge marble table.

Glistening white, with veins of orange opal, the huge marble conference table seated over thirty. Discussions about trade, attacks on routes and the increasing prices of various goods had been debated.

Alpha Frank of Jura demanded a reduction in the price of the coal we mined. My father wouldn’t yield without him committing to selling us his gold at a reduced price. I mind-linked my father, suggestin
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