Taming the Big Bad Alpha
She stretched her wrist to her friend in panic, stamping down the revulsion that was threatening to rear its ugly head.
But Olivera shook her head. She wanted to be out of this evil place, before drinking any blood. So, she pointed at the cage, and the door opened. Then she took a deep breath, stilling herself to remain stable till they were out of the cave. It worked, fortunately.
“Thank you.” The girl muttered, stepping tentatively toward her. “If you heard me, then you are the Queen, right?”
The older female, who held the young girl that couldn’t be more than ten years, shook her head. “She is the Queen's daughter. But they look so much alike.”
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