The Lycan King's Defiant Surrogate
With the regular type of people around here, I guess I’m not surprised that kindness would be in limited supply.
Glancing away, I suppose I better let Bethany get to the point of what she’s doing here.
“You don’t need to tell me more,” I say, not that there’s more to say. “At least, not about that. Instead, why don’t we focus on our purpose, okay? You were to prepare me for my new duties as a harem member.”
“Right,” Bethany says. Her confused expression doesn’t totally clear, though it does sink back for a little bit, as determination and purpose come forward. “As a harem member, your purpose is mainly two-fold, though there are occasionally other duties delivered at the King’s whim.”