Alpha Marcel
“Compared to that, the games of consorts and harems? They’re easy. Hell, you have warm food, a blanket and bed to sleep on. To say the least, your dresses can be changed the second you feel that they’ve been worn for too long. Do you the number of times I was forced to sleep in the coldest of caves, be it winter, summer, fall or spring? Rain, snow, scorching heat. Predators and preys, and even the idea of controlling your instinct enough as not to kill without mercy?”
For a moment, no one spoke.
Then Aria stepped closer, not to argue, not to defend herself. She gently helped pull my dress back into place, fingers careful as she zipped it up, as if the scar were something sacred rather than s
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