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{C7:My Territory, My Rules}

Author: Doa Anthony
last update publish date: 2026-07-14 23:50:44

Alpha Adrain POV

The moment I stepped into the hall, I knew it was her. Her full, plus-size figure commanded the simple wooden chair she sat on, making it look far too small.

Her friend sat close beside her, while my guards stood watchfully behind them. And at the far right, lounging like he owned the place, was Jason. The bully. Seeing his smug face ignited a blazing fury in my veins. My wolf surged forward, clawing at my control, demanding blood.

I wanted nothing more than to shift right the
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