The Alpha’s Game
Six family members entered the werewolf world.
This time, everyone walked on eggshells.
One slip-up with a lunatic like Killian meant getting torn to shreds.
Cousin Alice’s rank was dirt poor. As a [Castle Laundry Maid (Omega)], she never saw the Alpha.
Her progress bar only crawled up by 0.1% when she washed his blood-soaked battle robes, thanks to the residual pheromones.
My second sister, Sofia, held a Master’s in Psychology. She decided to play with fire.