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I said, smirking, unable to resist the urge to provoke him. He chuckled. "My Beta convinced me that you should have a trial first." I raised my eyebrows at him. "Your Beta... does that mean you're an Alpha? And what kind of a trial are you talking about?" He grinned smugly. "I'm not AN Alpha, I'm THE Alpha. I'm the King." Chills ran down my spine. "So... you are King Tyrion…?" My voice came out low and squealy. My reaction instantly painted more cockiness into his smirk. "Yes, little rogue. You have the honor of talking with the Alpha King himself. And as for your trial, you will be judged in front of all of the Alphas during an annual meeting next month."

Dyan assumes the name belonged to the deceased corpse and he scowls bitterly. Aziel Basileus may be the next person in line for the throne, but his obliviousness can be quite disappointing. He sighs. "Shak- yeah. Anyway, I'm leaving. I'll have someone fetch her later." "Thanks, hyung." - Your head feels like you've been run over by a truck. Groaning, you fist your hair to create some kind of release. What happened? "Good." A low voice whispers before they're clearing their throat. "You're awake."

She said and spun on her heel. I couldn't hold the smile that erupted on my face, "Thank you, Trish." There were mostly women on our staff. His jaw tightened. His cold gaze turned to me. "Please, have a seat. Don't mind. We're protective toward each other," Aerial said. I knew she was holding her tongue. But her frightening look unsettled me. He held out his hand, "Marcus Valentino. You must have heard about me." he asked "Aerial, Yes. The king of construction. Recently... is interested in buying property." She shook her hand.

Only one thought consumed his mind: he wanted me to take him home and lock him up, and he wanted to cover me in his scent. He could not even remember who Lucas was right now. He did not want to be bothered while he was looking at his mate. Lucas was in despair. His Alpha King had gone offline. He looked at me, Vivian Sterling, the legendary heiress whose only personality trait was being filthy rich. If his Alpha King fell into my hands as a plaything, it would be a disgrace to the entire kingdom. "$500 million once!" the auctioneer shouted excitedly. He could not wait any longer.

I knee him in the groin, almost breaking the little thing. "I didn't give you a choice, apologize to the lady and you may still be able to continue your cursed lineage." Because quite frankly, the world is better without people like him and his future spawns. He still seems to be thinking about it, not wanting to ruin his reputation and ego. 'I need to fucking speed this up.' I say to myself and begin a count down, I have fucking got all day to play hot prince. "3, 2….." Or in my case, Hot king.

Seventeen Seth Alpha king Alfred of the Six fangs clan rambled on and on about the recent threats on the werewolf community, and I yawned for the tenth time. Connor shot me a glare from the other side of the table, and I cocked an eyebrow at him.

I turned back toward Kaizen. Hatred burned inside me. "You've always been a stupid jerk." Before he could react… I spat directly at him. The entire room gasped. Nobody moved, nobody breathed. The famous Kaizen Arclair… Campus king. Untouchable Kai. And I'd just spat in his face. Slowly, Kaizen wiped his cheek. His eyes lowered… Not angry. Not cold. Not arrogant. Guilty. The sight unsettled me more than rage ever could. For a long moment, neither of us spoke,

Then she pleaded me, “Please, I don’t want you to have any trouble because of a loser like him. Love, let him go.” I smiled as I touched Helena’s cheek with another hand. “But I want my reward after this.” “Sure! Anything you want.” “Deal!” Then without warning, I released Kenneth. The jerk immediately fell to the ground and screamed, “Crazy son of bitch!” “Watch your mouth. Otherwise, I will rip it so you can’t use your filthy mouth for a few weeks!”

He was getting annoyed, however, he still said, "Alright! You can do whatever you want to do!" Round one, a complete victory! Following that, two shallow dimples appeared on the corner of Rose's lips when a white bath towel was slammed on her head! Kevin commanded, "Go and shower! Don't dirty my bathroom, don't touch my things, don't leave your hair in the drain. Don't touch anything except for the things in the black box. Put everything back in the original position after using and don't mess them up. Don't leave any odor on your body, it's disgusting."

' He lifted the hem of King’s shirt and frowned. King’s body was a mess. The bruises… Kane hadn’t done all this. No, King was already beaten up before he showed himself. How had Kane not noticed the flinches, the slight winces every time King moved? With a deep breath, Kane stripped King down to his boxers. He ignored the heat rising to his cheeks and focused on cleaning him up. He soaked a cloth in warm water and carefully wiped King’s body—his arms, chest, stomach, thighs. He had to gulp several times while working, trying not to think too much about it.