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Nicolas, who I assumed was Liam's uncle, shook Liam's hand and laughed as his mate scolded him and moved past him to get to me. Nicolas began to ask Liam about all of his training, and I lost interest in all the testosterone in the conversation. The woman came over to me and grinned at me. She came forwards and hugged me, rubbing our cheeks together as she did so. She smelt like sunflowers and daisies. I liked this female already.

So, the scientists of the Kingdom had developed the Velina to keep the couple high for lust and increase the fertility rate of women too. "Why do you need that?" She inquired about thinning her eyebrows. My nerves were high with rage and pain, as if I wanted to destroy myself. "I want it," I stated. "Okay," The attendee nodded and left to bring it. I was only feeling the hurt and pain. The loss and destruction of mine. She came back after sometime and handed me over a glass of it. The transparent liquid, I looked at it. "Are you sure?" She took a pause to look at me.

“That won’t do much good if she’s taking hormonal suppressants from a dozen other sources.” A sinister smile curled the lesser Alpha’s lips. “Which is why I had the lab create a purified form of the fertility drug that is quite more potent than anything available on the market. Your girl must have had the first dose by now. If she’s capable of an estrous cycle, the medication that I supplied will ensure she enters it. And soon.” A maniacal gleam shone in Brumeh’s gaze, his anticipation obvious.

Negative results are always FX0. “One hundred...” I mutter confusedly. “Who would have known?! Of all the thousands good citizens, you, an Eel, happened to be extremely fertile. This unusual high result has made us reconsider your future. Despite the Righteous Regime’s efforts, we are practically becoming extinct; every day there are fewer and fewer people who test positive in their fertility tests... and the females that do are FX40 or FX50 at the most. You know how rare it is to find a FX100 girl?”

Her Romanian fortune-teller close and personal friend Valentina gave her all the satisfaction she needed in human sexual contact without the need to chance the explosion of seeds of creation inside her human form. The woman was fully trained now to perform all those special little exercises that she had become addicted to over the years. Her recent attempts to have a normal human life with a male partner had all ended in disaster or despair and she had decided to just use the humans for liquid replenishment of her vital life force and as play things to chase away the boredom of solitude.

Having said that, Henry rushed toward Renee. I sat silently, watching Henry and William attend to Renee, noting the look of heartbreak on their faces with a surge of deep envy. I finally understood that this was the true power of the protagonist, to command the unwavering devotion of both men, who were ready to give up everything for her. I snapped out of my daze as the doctor called for me. I went into the consultation room and was told that I was suffering from multi-organ failure; my life was nearing its end.

"Why? You don't need them." "No," I agreed. I'd been clean for over four years. "I've just been curious. Angelina visits the manor. Soon we'll have little Dominic. I wouldn't want them or anyone else to find them." "Not a thing to worry about, Miss Adelaide. I wouldn't let those pills hurt you. I'd never let them hurt those babies. Besides, I got rid of them about four years ago. They're gone now." My stomach twisted as I digested her meaning. "Four years?"

"Some of these women were really dense, difficult to train. “You see, despite a pretty woman's charm, she needs more to truly wield power.” He paused “She needs wisdom, knowledge, and strength. And so, when these men discovered a drug that promised to deliver all these qualities and was also so addictive. These drug would turn a dense woman into an intelligent, exceptional talent. It was also perfect to control the women like puppets on strings." He paused, his eyes locked onto mine. "They called it Pollen, feeding it to the girls in the Garden. You have seen this drug before," he stated, his gaze piercing. “You have used it”

From a locked ebony box, she took out a small glass vial. Inside was a shimmering blue liquid. "This is the old Sicilian way," her voice was a witch's rasp. "An ancient neurotoxin, mixed with a powerful aphrodisiac. A few drops, and she will lose all will to resist. She will become compliant, desperate. Get her pregnant with a Whitestone heir, and motherhood will be her chain. All women are the same. A child is a leash." Gavin stared at the vial, a war raging inside him.

A woman wearing a short black dress was sitting on a sofa in one of the rooms of Vincent's mansion. She has a beautiful face and sexy body that makes every man who sees her can't take his eyes off her and wants to f*ck her. The door to the room opened. She smiled flirtatiously at Vincent as he walked in and sat on the sofa opposite her. “Carolina, why do you want to see me?” he asked into her eyes. “I want to change our deal. I want you to pay double the price,” she bit her lip, “and... I want you to f*ck me now.”