Chapter 8- Why Is He Here?ALPHA HARLAN“I’m so sorry for questioning you, my Alpha,” he stammered, bowing deeper, voice shaking.“No. No, no…” I said slow, shaking my head. “Don’t beg like that.”“Get out and do it.”The slave was still on her knees, tears streaming and her hands shaking so hard. Her eyes darted around, wide and desperate, like she thought someone might save her.Pathetic. If she wanted to cry, she could at least make it useful—fill a cup or something.“My Alpha, please… forgive me,” she sobbed, voice cracking. “Please, I promise it won’t happen again. I’m too young to die.”Too young? I scoffed inside. Her life was nothing.“You think your life matters to me?” I said, tilting my head. “That I’d feel sorry for you? You’re worthless. Less than the dirt I walk on.”I turned to the guard, unmoved. “Take her. I don’t want to see her face.”“Yes, Alpha.”He grabbed her arm, dragging her out as she screamed and begged, her cries echoing like a dying animal.I didn’t flinch
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