Tale Of A Cursed Alpha
I had been about to remind him with the worst choice of words that he was neither poor, nor weak but I thought better of it.
With that, I had been forced out, with the sun starting to sink behind the horizon. No description, no explanation of what this strange name represented, just an order to be carried out without any complaint. I had been stranded until I remembered Jamil and here I was.
"Remember the plant I showed you the other day? The one that no pack member other than the doctor is allowed to touch?" I nodded, starting to hate Indrik even more. "That's it." He confirmed my fear, his eyes lighting up with a mischievous gleam.
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