Married To The crippled Alpha
Priceless jewel mated to my best friend's alpha dadclaimed by my bestie's alpha daddymy daughter, alpha's pupmy alphas wolfless daughter
The throne stood high with spikes on the sides.
I felt small sitting in the surprisingly comfortable chair. It felt like sheep wool.
It didn't take long when a tray appeared, polished silver, and upon it rested a crystal glass already filled. They knelt, heads bowed, as if my breath alone might scorch them.
I reached forward, fingers curling around the stem. The glass was cool, heavy, the scent of iron rising sharp against my senses. Tilting it once, I watched the liquid cling to the rim before letting it kiss my lips.
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