Pregnant with Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance
I close it and follow quietly, standing next to the door they’ve just entered, the king’s private suite.
“Fucking moron,” Gene says. “Glad to be rid of him. Now, you’re clear on your first assignment, are you not? These Alphas and their spawn are a threat to my crown, and the longer they breathe the same air as me, they’ll interfere in my role as the rightful rule.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” says Alastor.
Hearing his haunting voice for the first time restores the chills throughout my body I felt earlier .
“Good then,” says Gene. “The four Alphas, the breeder, and all of those miserable Alpha-spawned brats that are crawling out of her—kill them all.”