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Marissa smiles after writing the letter but the smile leaves her face as soon as she gives that to me. . . . Beta with your mark on one side. Fiance who you fuck on the other side. I guess I should learn how to enjoy women from you, Alpha King Alonso Naylor. If there is a kingdom where everyone is a whores, then I guess you would be a perfect king for that as well. Anyways, I am here to tell you again that I have finally decided to show myself. You and your people did nothing to catch me and you can say that I am clever and good in that way. But the more you are failing at this, the more I am losing interest in the game.

The one called Beta by Alpha knows that Mia messed everything up now. There is a question in his head, why is his Alpha thinking about this? He knows neither his Alpha nostalgic person nor he needs any attention to every person’s emotions in his pack because he knows most of them understood him. They? He all has been fighting with him, so he doesn’t care for small vices, but why he particularly ….sad now he doesn't understand. “Okay, I will not trouble you guys; you both can retreat; I want to be alone,” Alpha said while turning around and looking at the Moon Goddess.

Also, we were to remain bowing our head until they instruct us to stand still. “Do you know why you’re here, forgotten wolf?” she spoke to me. I hated the name she refers me to, but I was one for true. I’ve never had a one true mate. ©The Alpha’s Concubine; coming soon to GoodNovel. This novel can now be found on the YouTube channel, VBooks for free. It’s available in audio with natural voice soothing to the ears and video e-book with more chapters and background music that conveys the idea of the story very well.

The pine and frost scent hit me like a physical blow, a phantom memory so sharp it made my teeth ache. I spun, heart hammering against my ribs, but the white void was empty. Just me, the lingering echo of a forgotten Alpha, and the System’s silent, mocking presence. “Screw this,” I muttered, the words a low growl in the sterile air. “Screw you, screw the game, screw my traitorous family, and screw this goddamn amnesia.”

I was born with both emotions, and they have both been my close friends for so long that they have mixed together somehow. I look over at the fireplace and cross my arms against my chest. I’m not lighting any fire for someone that just wants to use me for sex and throw me away. I don’t want to be forced into anything. I look around the room, searching the bookcase but not picking up any of the books because they look old, priceless, and I’m not risking breaking one of them. My heart feels like it never stops pounding as I hear a key turning in the door, and I quickly turn around, walking to the middle of the room as the door opens. Alpha is back.

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!

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Alpha Nero let out a deep sigh and rolled his eyes in exasperation. "You always say corny things to your mate. Like many others, I am not an exception. Despite the perception of my callousness by others, I possess the ability to gratify and exhibit tenderness and benevolence towards my significant other," declared Alpha Nero. Alpha Nero's words caught Rett off guard, leaving him completely speechless. The Beta feels ashamed because the Alpha remembers the sort of things he said to Faith. There was a brief moment of stillness. Verity savored each bite in silence.

On the table I found a lot of dishes served, and at the end was the Alpha, seated on his chair with a book on his hand. “What is your size?” he asked, eyeing my bare foot. “T-thirty seven, Alpha” I meekly replied, curling my toes in embarrassment. I must have looked like a beggar. But then, who cares? When I think I am even worse than a beggar who can at least live for his own life and freedom. “Seat.” He ordered and I hesitated, so I did not move. “I… can’t Alpha. I am not allowed to—“

I became sleepless, as my mind raced with possibilities. I stayed away from the old woman's place for weeks, unable to face her or myself. But the book remained on my mind, a constant reminder of what I had discovered. Then, one day, everything changed. My brother Gomez and I got into a fight, and something inside me snapped. I realized that I had been living in his shadow for too long, that I had been denying my own destiny. I knew then that I had to get that book, no matter what. I had to unlock its secrets and claim my rightful place as Alpha. The old woman had said it was too dangerous, but I was willing to take that risk.