Choosing The Alpha King
A beta, a man in his fifties with brown hair, interjected, "Sir, if you don't fight her, our people's morale could plummet for tomorrow's war. Accept the duel, and end it swiftly."
Jared, considering his options, asked, "Are the handcuffs secure enough to restrain her?"
"I'll double-check," the beta replied.
"But she might be strong. What if you injure her first to weaken her?" Jared suggested in a low voice, not realizing I could hear.
The beta nodded in agreement. Approaching me, he inspected the handcuffs with a meticulous eye before drawing a military knife and stabbing me in the stomach. Agony surged through me as the blade pierced my flesh. The beta then returned to Jared, his hand sta
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