Alpha's Regret: Reclaiming My Fated Luna
I cleared my throat, and my wolf's eyes rolled, scanning the eyes of all the people here before my gaze finally landed on Prince Caddel.
A glimmer of disgust sparkled in his eyes, and I knew it wasn't going to be so good.
"I, Alpha Tyler Brock, hereby, offer five hundred grand to purchase this lowlife Omega," I firmly said, turning to look at the helpless she-wolf bound and corded.
Something felt wrong. My system didn't feel right. I could feel a sensational upthrust in my gut, a kind of weird feeling. It was as if I was overpowered by another aura. I glared at her, looking closely, and I had that feeling.
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