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#20: The Mistress

作者: Sada Vii
last update 公開日: 2026-03-18 16:41:08

I hadn't even spent a week here, and it was already clear that I was not only Lewison’s breeder, but also his mistress.

His mistress!

Lewison removed his hand from his betrothed and took a step back. “Anna, you knew that this would come eventually so why all this drama?”

Anna.

Her name was Anna.

Lewison and Anna. Even their names sounded perfect together. Alpha Prince and Alpha Princess? Or would it be Alpha King and Alpha Queen?

The hierarchy they used here hardly made any sense. Alphas, Alp
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