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Their Queen's Fading Scent

作者: Virginia K. Sebastian
last update 公開日: 2026-01-07 14:45:32

Alpha Parish's POV

Our Queen stirs annoyingly early beside me. I hate her early waking hours the most. Sleep is almost as thrilling to me as sensual pleasure. I do not understand why she rises early like a servant. Looking good for us is the only job she has. That and pleasuring us.

Still I do not appreciate the touch of her hand this early. Unless she only wants to quietly sooth my skin.

"You got our mark!" I hear Alcott exclaim.

That gives me the motivation to open my eyes. The Mark is indee
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