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Zen was furious. Ever since he learned about their marriage, he was raving mad. That wedding was an open insult, a challenge to his power. How dare she? How dare she defy him? She had been sold to him. Her choice, will, and identity had no existence. She was never meant to belong to anyone else. A slave did not get married. A possession got no happy ending. Her marriage was a rebellion. She had mocked him. She had forgotten her place. But he was determined to take that bitch back. Not because he wanted her, but because she needed to be reminded of what she was. He would crush that illusion of freedom, strip away every ounce of defiance, and make her regret ever believing she could escape him

Jim asked. "This slave's coming, master". Charlie opened the room and entered to turn on the light, then knelt down in the room, between a cross of Saint Andrew, and a pommel horse. "Fine, this place, but do you think it's normal to have entered before me?" asked the dominatrix. As he guided her, Charlie had done this naturally, and he was going to justify it, when he remembered that a slave is never right. "If you didn't like it, Madam, then this slave was wrong. Do you want to punish him? " he said.

I flipped through the brittle pages until I found the section marked Dominion Over Flesh and Will. The illustrations were ancient; sigils drawn in blood, sketches of wolves twisted with human limbs. My lips curled in a dark smile. “Perfect.” The spell I needed wasn’t just a love charm. It was an enslavement, one that fused body and soul so tightly that even the gods couldn’t pry them apart. Josiah would be mine, utterly and forever. I reached for the vial of moonshade extract on the shelf, along with a strand of Josiah’s hair that I had kept hidden since the night he first kissed me. The scent of it, woodsmoke and power, made something primal stir inside me.

Her eyes widened at what he said and before she could say something, he pushed the door open and in an instant, she was inside Hades' chamber. She turned to look inside only to find that the chamber is empty. When she looked at Cerberus, he was smirking at her as he was closing the door. "Wait—" Slam. She was all alone. Her hands went to rub her bare arms as she walked inside. When she turned to the side, she saw the chair and her face heated instantly. The image of that naked woman humping on Hades flooded inside her head once again and she had to shake it. She considered that image cursed. Not only it made her fluster so much, but it also made her feel things she shouldn't be feeling.

Rewards: XP Points: +1000 Dynastic Points: +1000 + 15% to the Relationship Meter. “Let me guess... you wanted to make a lucky charm for Prince Reyner.” She clapped her hands. I was enjoying it when tasks overflowed. However, why do I have to make a charm for a conceited man?

She preferred to make a hasty escape rather than to sit and wait for death to come for her. In any case, as long as she had her badge, Jace and the rest could continue to stroll around the Forbidden Forest. “Hmph! If it was not for master entrusting me to you, did you think I would stay by your side willingly?” Charmy snorted with pride. “There was no need for an escape at all. My master would never cower in the face of danger, let alone a group of weak humans. I could crush them to their death with just a simple wave of my fingers.”

"Aunt Caroline, I have pack business to hunt down. I must leave early." I stay in my seat. If we both run out, it will look like an insult to the host pack. Aunt Caroline pulls out two red silk bags and gives one to each of us. "These are silver moon charms for fertility and strong lines. Wear them on your belts." The silk feels like hot fire against my skin. Nobody here knows that our mate bond is already broken and dead. Carrying this charm is a joke. Draven takes his charm with a smooth bow. I stay completely quiet. I am a male, I cannot bear a pup. But Mireya is from a magic line—he can give Draven everything the Alpha needs. Of course Draven takes the charm.

my sister said, pointing to the three naked women who served me. "Unlooked for. It's kind of funny as it was Julia who wanted a harem," I said. "A harem of women?" Cindy asked. "No, a harem of men, called a reverse harem in the books she used to read." "Julia, you're far stranger than I ever gave you credit for." "I'll attempt to explain that to you while Master is getting ready for supper with your parents." "A hint meant for me, no doubt," Master said.

My chest feels sensitive, my senses are dialed to an unbearable eleven, and yesterday I nearly took a man’s throat out because he stepped too close to me in the Blood Archives. "No," I rasp, my voice cracking in the empty bathroom. "It’s impossible. He didn't... we didn't..." But Northern Alphas are different. Their virility is legend, their knots designed to ensure a bloodline continues even in a storm. I reach into my pack and pull out an apothecary vial—a Lunar Insight charm. It’s meant for high-ranking pack matrons, but I’d swiped it from the Moonveil Medical Fortress "just in case." I prick my finger with a silver needle and drop a single bead of blood into the shimmering liquid.

Chen Xue lowered her eyes. 00"Haha, learning? You can't do anything, yet you can get a million just from a uterus?" Charles's eyes were extremely contemptuous as he sized her up. "You don't have any experience, you don't know how to serve people, your appearance isn't outstanding, your skin isn't white, your figure isn't good, your cheap body can't be sold for a good price, worth a million. If you really want to sell it, then I'll consider it. Good pork thirty-five, so I'll give you thirty-six pounds?"